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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The music coarses through my veins As i run down the street i don't need to look back to hear the pounding of the feet My mind races as i sprint my lungs struggling to continue but i hear death come closer not knowing what to do i see the glint of metal as he races after me not fighting for his honor it is just blood he wants to see is this how a hero dies, i ask myself boldly is this what happens when you refuse to back down my heart starts to fail, my feet start to slow with barely enough energy, to turn myself around All i ever did was stand up to that school bully and it may have been the last thing i do i now understand quite fully if only i had stepped down let him spit and walk away instead, i had to open my mouth and so the consequences i must now pay i muster up the courage puff out my chest and turn but instead of feeling steel i feel a steady burn for in my frantic flight i must have stepped down wrong for after everything I'd done i knew that it was sprung i fall down to the pavement fearing the very end that school bully who chose to chase me would soon learn to comprehend that i stood up for myself and would not back down now i fought back the tears and stood without a sound i waited and waited and waited for the bully to fly around the block i sat back down and teared up, as i yanked away the sock the pain that radiated shot through my leg and through my bones anyone one could tell from the screeching of my tone i hobbled to the bus stop picking out the broken glass the blood hit the ground and the ground hit my ass i sat there in my tears pondering a lie to tell one that told nothing of my flight and one that i could sell i came home late that night with relief my mother slept i hobbled to my bed and passed out as i wept.
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