Run Poems - Poems about Run

I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

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Let’s give it one more go— Don’t let a good thing die so fast. Don’t let one moment bring us down; Together, we can beat the past. Let’s try again—maybe we’ll make it. But if we don’t, I promise you this: I won’t try to fake it. If you leave me now, I won’t last another hour. I can’t go on living If your sweet love...

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When under the gun how can one not be outdone by nepotism or overcome by favouritism altho' the norm they're no more than a form of terrorism a nebulous opponent none can fight on the human landscape naught but a blight from which we can't escape or run any self-respecting someone would shun and as for me you see I was obviously yet definitely born in the...

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Smiles from me to you, making you happy not blue. Friendship we can praise, as we enjoy sunny days. My puppy is tan and small, she likes to sleep in mommy's shawl. She loves to play with her ball, while I play with my doll. We like to play outside, where she will run and hide. I...

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We Run The Color's Loud Up High! Red, Yellow, Blue, Green ...

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ever really knowing if I'm coming or going meanwhile what am I to do with you as somewhat akin under the skin yet now quite skint but taking a sprint and just for fun making a dummy run if I may say it's leave or stay quite the conundrum of all things the sum but when it's said and done of the be and end-all none for should you ever think...

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Dear God, Let me run on Until my work is done For every mountain in my path Give me the strength to climb Let me run on Until my work is done For every river that is before me Give me the ability to swim and cross Let me run on Until my work is done For every thunderstorm that may appear Give me the wisdom to...

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RUN FOR YOUR LIVES I'VE Allowed The VOIces INSide MY HEAD TO BE MANIFEST! AND OHHHHHH BOYYYYY ARE THEY EXCITED!!!!!! RUNNNNNNNNNNNNN..nnnnn... Let's Just Shut This. Here. SLAM!!! Let's Just Keep That Shut For Awhile. Goootchy-Goooo... Oh, Aren't YOu ADOrable... -Gray Squirrel 05-19-2025 ...

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Love meets us where we are and sees through Our disguises Our guises Our performances Our nuances Our expectations Our innovations Our convictions Our contradictions Our excellencies Our inconsistencies Love greets us where we are Sees right through us and does not run away ...

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A train to Busan, a zombie-filled ride, Had passengers screaming, nowhere to hide. They'd bash and they'd brawl, Against creatures that crawl, Then tripped on a suitcase, with nowhere inside. ©bfa032125 (Train To Busan)...

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i tried to get away i tried to roll right on but you ran right over me and i tried to assure you that, yes, I’m okay no, don’t worry about it, you did nothing wrong I said you didn’t do anything wrong so why do you keep apologizing over and over over and over a cycle that will surely end sometime,...

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Jaguar Paw, with a run and a leap, From his hunters, he'd constantly creep. Through jungles so dense, With incredible sense, "This chase," he thought, "makes me go to sleep!" ©bfa032125 (Rudy Youngblood in Apocalypto) ...

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Run it deep, run you words through me, You make me feel right, I still recognize myself to be the wrong guy cos I'm still in doubt. The sky is bright in the dark, o my god look at that, Aren't you the reason for bright days and night that I have? Making me to relax, feel good and...

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Please kiss and run, my only son Her body is on fire. Water rises, Whisky on the table, A unique type of gold in a glass, That type of woman isn’t in your social class Moments like these are meant to last No money to spend, but time to kill. My only son, a fall from grace, Or a plunge from the...

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Daylight breath in my face like primrose blooming in spring sending fumes all over the place and I opened my mouth and gasp for breath I twist and turn a dozen times before I could drag myself out of bed but I made one final leap and toss the pillow in the street and break the sleep deficit...

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