ran until the soles of my shoes melted away.
scrapped my feet on the ground and left a blood trail.
all the haters were impressed and stopped talking.
speechless at the pain that got visible to others.
but even so i went on until they were bones.
now violently scratching on the board of earth.
leaving a lane for you to follow through.
this is my legacy, showing no mercy.
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I think most of us know this feeling... very intense and compelling poem. Thanks for creating it. I like it very much... and I am pretty picky!
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