crankandburn Posted September 6, 2014 Share Posted September 6, 2014 and I'm wishing that I could go back, to that old place and run; forgetting everything, leaving everything behind, burying the footsteps of my past. If only I could once again fly across the pavement exhilarated and free, forgetting everything that once was: racing running sprinting twirling filling my lungs. not thinking about expelling. not thinking about: what I need to do what I need to decide who I have to choose. but then I remember that I can't. I can't go back. there's a hole in my shoes, cracks in the road, rain in the sky. so there's not a place to be. exist. and there's no longer anyone to race. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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