winning marathon;

i want to run, run, run
with my feet pounding on the asphalt
the perspiration dripping down
dancing with adrenaline
like there's no tomorrow.

all the problems
and all the sorrows
will slip off my back
forming miniature puddles
everywhere i go.

a release that i can relish
and beat out my frustrations
to the tune of my sprinting feet.

i can run, run, run
away from my demons
the dark particles of my soul
that should never give into temptation.

the race is on
ever always in motion
and ever always trying to come
first place.

it's my life
it's my choice
it's my winning marathon.

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