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Array ( [sid] => 71864 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => This Isn't A Race [time] => 2004-11-16 20:49:33 [hometext] => I have no idea where this poem came from.... i was just laying down listenin to music, and this is what came to my hand and what appeared on the empty piece of paper..... [bodytext] => My life is running slow.

I wish it would just go alittle faster.

I just what to get to the other side of the barrier.

Its not a race Im running, I just want to jump

The hurtles that are in my way of running faster

In life. I dont want to be bothered with people,

Because that will slow me down even more.

I dont want to look back, because I know that

Ill trip over something and make me fall and

Being in the back of the line again.

I will have no regrets of anything and keep going

With this race and knowing that I wont lose.

Knowing that I will win makes me run faster

And thats just what I want.

But as I run faster, everything becomes a blur.

As I think to myself while Im running,

That maybe going fast isnt what I really want.

While slowing down, I can start making

Things out more clearly, seeing what the

World has in store for me.

I am now able to hear the whispers,

Instead of the wind blowing in my ears. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Twitch06 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
This Isn't A Race

Contributed by Twitch06 on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 08:49:33 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



My life is running slow.

I wish it would just go alittle faster.

I just what to get to the other side of the barrier.

Its not a race Im running, I just want to jump

The hurtles that are in my way of running faster

In life. I dont want to be bothered with people,

Because that will slow me down even more.

I dont want to look back, because I know that

Ill trip over something and make me fall and

Being in the back of the line again.

I will have no regrets of anything and keep going

With this race and knowing that I wont lose.

Knowing that I will win makes me run faster

And thats just what I want.

But as I run faster, everything becomes a blur.

As I think to myself while Im running,

That maybe going fast isnt what I really want.

While slowing down, I can start making

Things out more clearly, seeing what the

World has in store for me.

I am now able to hear the whispers,

Instead of the wind blowing in my ears.




Copyright © Twitch06 ... [ 2004-11-16 20:49:33]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: This Isn't A Race (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 09:27:29 PM AEST
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very cool write




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