Black
you're running fast but it is gaining
if you look back, it will overtake
eyes straight ahead, don't look back
the sun is ahead, behind you is black
fate missed the train, it always ran late
as the doors closed all the passengers waved
next time maybe fate will set its watch
kismet steps in to save what fate botched
you finally get here when it's time for me to leave
no more tricks are hiding up your sleeve
I kiss you goodbye and board my train
and there on the platform both hearts remain
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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