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Our MarathonTrailing on the very back lines - I know I could run faster but I'm going to stay with you because you're the only thing I care about you're the only reason I'm running this marathonOur Marathon
Wheezing for breath even though my pace is gentle and slow; I'm losing my touch because you're in my presence, filling the atmosphere effortlessly and now we're running faster
Grab my fragile hand in yours; doesn't matter if they're sweat slicked as long as we're connected when we're running through those gates and we scream for the sake of screamin


Far Fetched FantasyBreathtaking sunset lined with subtle tangerine melded with magenta and crimson, our heads creating a heart shaped shadow within the first break of the cold February duskFar Fetched Fantasy
A bruised heart's calling is whining softly, hungry and tired of being mercilessly left alone yet it cannot give in to it's true feelings for that would surely cause catastrophe ...
Now the wind ruffles your thick chocolate hair, the last glimmer of the sun highlighting your eyes you possess such jade eyes, like no one else I long to and yet fear staring into them.
Atmosphere stiff w


Screams Run FreeForcing myself to pretend for your sake Just grin and laugh even though it aches Giggle when tears were running down my face Can't get myself out of this cold, empty place.Screams Run Free
My mind has sheltered itself from your touch not like I'd ever possess that kind of luck to dot tender kisses on your swan's neck. Do you realise it's me you try to break?
You must intentionally try to hurt me because I've never been so down before I've never been this suicidal for anyone because I never let myself,
however now I let the screams run free, and screech, yell fo


Myself for a change.I am the kind of person you'll be fascinated by for a brief while, then walk away in pursuit of a new obsession. Tossed around like a doll, I silently let people do this, knowing I'd never get a way out of this anyway. If I can just wait until I'm old enough to run away; to leave the country for good, then I'll be okay. A small part of my tells me this would do no good but I can control it for my freedom's sake.Myself for a change.
My obsession with one person and one person only leaves me catching my breath in my shock and self loathing. She probably sees me as a cling on friend, always wanting attention, and I suppose I do crave attention. Hers an


The BerlinerSick of writing about the pianist, she leaves for Berlin and makes her home next to the absence of a wall She contemplates the American Embassy and changes her cigarette brand She sets out walking and considers percentages of lives, eats alone, begins to consider meat as flesh, removes paintings from their frames and in their place hangs mirrors Calling home small voiced she asks after family and friends politely, washing dishes as she does so, the phone in the crook of her neck She makes no friends, does not make love, resents nothing and leaves no &nbsThe Berliner

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