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Like the stars you tempt me Silver breath like moonlight On my child wonder eyes And yet, the race is never won Or lost A constant slow jog You give cardio a run for its money Build up my endurance And maybe one day I'll have the courage to sprint You tell me that authenticity is my virtue But still my true self is never what you need So you tell me instead that my voice is beauty And now I can't let even a word escape The Bittersweet reality is that You dont know what you want But then again Neither do I So we continue this aimless jog Together The horizon a reflection in your eyes And mine An unattainable goal But it still seems worth it My legs burn and my lungs ache I have stockholm syndrome The race is my captor I have come to learn With each passing second That the stars themselves Are not so tempting At all It is the miles Between the earth and infinity That creates The fatal attraction It's the poor man’s love But it satisfies my runners high So let's toast to never winning the race And always chasing the horizon
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Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
Runners high
Like the stars you tempt me Silver breath like moonlight On my child wonder eyes And yet, the race is never won Or lost A constant slow jog You give cardio a run for its money Build up my endurance And maybe one day I'll have the courage to sprint You tell me that authenticity is my virtue But still my true self is never what you need So you tell me instead that my voice is beauty And now I can't let even a word escape The Bittersweet reality is that You dont know what you want But then again Neither do I So we continue this aimless jog Together The horizon a reflection in your eyes And mine An unattainable goal But it still seems worth it My legs burn and my lungs ache I have stockholm syndrome The race is my captor I have come to learn With each passing second That the stars themselves Are not so tempting At all It is the miles Between the earth and infinity That creates The fatal attraction It's the poor man’s love But it satisfies my runners high So let's toast to never winning the race And always chasing the horizon
#love#run
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RagelBagel
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
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