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Lux-896 β My life per hour
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Published: 2010-11-22 15:32:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 198; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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Never claimed for training wheels.The wind against the skin
is worth a thousand scars.
I'm running.
I'm running fast.
Sometimes it seems too little,
sometimes it seems too much
and sometimes it's never enough.
Never thought it twice
to bet on the uncertain fate
of this couple of hands.
White keys.
Black Keys.
I'm playing fast...
All I feel is the wind
rushing against my back
as I feel my wings spreading wide
desperate to fly.
That'sΒ Β the reason I run.
It takes speed to start a flight.
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Comments: 8
Stanzas 2 and 3 really felt like they're from a different poem or something. They have a completely different flow to them.
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You know? i'm really thankful of you not liking what I write! 
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Haha. It's hard to get better when everyone just says OMG I LIKE IT. Most of the comments I get are like that >< ><
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Yeah! it's kind of boring. So whenever someone says your poem sucks its really cool.
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As backwards as that seems at first XD
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Clearly a very inspired piece. I like the fast tempo it sets. And again, excellent word choice. You've got a gift.
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Thank you very much. Glad you liked it.
That was the answer to a question someone made me the other day: Why can't you just slow down?
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An eloquent and appropriate response, then.
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