Artist . Poetry . Performer


April 4th, 2008

I would love to cross the line
which I drew upon myself
If I keep moving and it’s on me
I could not cross it either way

Meaning I’m running
Chasing something
I can’t seem to betray

Which must be good
Shall I raise the bar higher
Become a liar
Stepping on my own foot

Dancing if you will
and still
running for a thrill

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