Erasing thoughts of our mothers face
daring ourselves to ride a little faster
Getting our hearts beating a little harder
Tempting fate
Weaving in and out of traffic
Having ourselves a race
It feels like freedom
A suicide mission
Waiting on our shadows for definition
Fledging so soon, faking ambition
© Silverbackgorillapoetry June 2016
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