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Post by Caroline Hart on Feb 21, 2003 22:08:53 GMT -5
Thoughts
In the air I fly away from you. You and your mystic thoughts. So intertwined, in my mind. I thought I loved you,in a way, Only a fool knew. Wollowing in your pity. I knew you were a arsehole. A flamboyant arsehole, Secreating,that gypsy love. Cruising my limits of emotion. Penetrating,that lust. Until you adoarned my mind. You were only,my thoughts.
The Race
The winds shoved the hills. I thought of you,as I ran that mile. Sweat seaping through my paws,like life. I looked,as the breathless air filted my lungs. My feet arching torment. But a feeling of calm caressed my confidence. The end was near. I lunged to that point. My heart pounding in ecstasy. Wanting,but not giving anything away. And for that monent,I thought you were there. Was this the end.
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