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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449337" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Feet First</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i came into this world feet first<br>they told my mother<br>out of her three sons, i would be the one<br>always on the run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i'd go through life without a care<br>the thoughts i had, i would not share.<br>i never stood around long enough for <br>anyone to get close to me<br>for too much pain i did see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i joined the army, so i would not be <br>close to any family.<br>little did i know that my thoughts would change<br>and from here on, i would never be the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i played the field with all the girls<br>and told them whatever they wanted to hear.<br>but i also made it quite clear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that i was a man on the run<br>and not be put under the gun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i was like the wind, here one minute and<br>gone the next, and i would not be a sacrificial test.<br> til the day that i went to the company dance<br>and glanced across the floor.<br>there she stood proud as can be<br>just as if she was waiting for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i walked across the floor like a fox <br>waiting for its prey.<br>she looked at me, and told me to go away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">astounded, dumbfounded, i could not believe.<br>i did this to others, not them to me.<br>i sucked in the air and put out my chest<br>of me she would not get the best.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i walked over to her again and asked her to dance<br>she looked at me and said 'not a chance'<br>my friends tell me that you're always on the run<br>but with me, you will have no fun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i was born feet first just like you<br>but at least i knew what to do.<br>i know when to slow down and make it last<br>i don't dwindle on the past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you're getting older and it's time<br>to settle down<br>but not one, with whom you've found.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">because you have seen a lot of pain<br>does'nt mean that everyones the same.<br>open your heart so that you could see<br>all the beauty thats within me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i apologized and asked if we could<br>start from scratch<br>for my ways i had to patch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we started it off very slow<br>and i knew i had a long way to go.<br>but if i had her by my side <br>everything would turn out fine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i told my family what i found.<br>and that i was settling down.<br> then i said to my family: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is a comical, egotistical story<br>there is no fame, there is no glory.<br> i came out on the run, and now i'm<br>enjoying life, and having fun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Rams">Louis Rams</a><div class=q>
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they told my mother
out of her three sons, i would be the one
always on the run.

i'd go through life without a care
the thoughts i had, i would not share.
i never stood around long enough for 
anyone to get close..."></div>
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