It-+Kyle

By: Kyle || || Dark as the night it bounds without stopping, It has to keep going, Fires blaze around it, Fences hurdled, Corners rounded, It keeps going. The sun is coming. It is still running. It is low now, Seeing the feet of early risers, The blazes still burning around it, It keeps going. It hasn’t stopped, The end in sight, The speed increases, The energy level rises faster than a hurricane It keeps going. Rushing down the final stretch, It sees her, It is beyond the blazes, It hurdles the last fence, It rounds the last corner, “Buddy, I thought I’d lost you forever,” It comes to a halt. || ||
 * = It
 * Crashing down the streets,