Running at a frantic pace,
One slip, and I lose the race.
Never stopping to take life in,
If I did, I’d never win.
Fearing the man in black,
Too frightened to glance back.
Faster, faster, faster!
Who’s the slave?
Who’s the master?
Collapsing in a heap,
Finally he comes to reap.
I look back, to finally see.
The Man behind; was always me.
One Regular Dad 
I hope that you stop running from yourself one day.
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Yeah me too. I am working on livening all of myself, even the parts I currently hate.
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Incredibly powerful, I too am guilty of this.
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