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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Race
[time] => 2007-08-29 12:37:16
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[bodytext] => All crouched at the starting line Racing for what is so divine Each of us numbered, like a day of the week Seeing our futures within a few feet Staring at each other with bloodshot eyes Waiting for that one small chance to arise Sweat dripping out of every last pore All reaching for that one perfect score On the stand the emerald flag drops We take off fast as each heart stops Two, three, four at a time Watching as the meters climb First one around the bend, The meter descends, Then once again as fast as he can Just as the others are making a stand My heart begins pumping The meter is jumping I need to go fast I just can not be last Around the next bend, I pick up the speed A little bit faster, that’s all that I need Second in line, almost there Passed up by someone with a little more flare A race to the finish, it’s all in plain sight The trophy on stand gleaming bright All crunched together, just ‘til the end I picked up speed before the last bend Cross over the finish and to my surprise The race was life, and death was the prize To race for so long, for the ultimate end Makes us race faster along that last bend [comments] => 1 [counter] => 238 [topic] => 13 [informant] => kiss4roq [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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