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Pace. Pace. Pace
Steady walking
The feeling hits me
Picking up speed
running.
Running yet going nowhere
Running for change
To escape myself.
Trying to shed this ugliness
Will I really be a changed person
They say I will feel different
Burn burn burn.
Smelling my burning flesh
The emtions hit again
It's just 20 minutes
Trying for bronze
Only to conform
Trying to hide the scars
So badly not wanting to be me.
Ashamed of me in every form
Steady walking
The feeling hits me
Picking up speed
running.
Running yet going nowhere
Running for change
To escape myself.
Trying to shed this ugliness
Will I really be a changed person
They say I will feel different
Burn burn burn.
Smelling my burning flesh
The emtions hit again
It's just 20 minutes
Trying for bronze
Only to conform
Trying to hide the scars
So badly not wanting to be me.
Ashamed of me in every form
Published 30th Mar 2012
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