Tuesday, August 17, 2010

I am forging myself
Strong, folded steel
I will run
Until the me I always was
Melts away
I will become new
And strong
Like an artificial heart

You will not find
Who I was
Scattered along this road
I'm running
And you will not catch me
None of you will ever
Catch me
Because I will not grow tired
I will not fall

And I'll never let you know me
Never let any of you know me
Or think you understand me
I'll be on guard
Watchful soldier
I will run
Until you all forget
Who I never was

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