AN: This is just a one-shot poem that I felt like doing about Max and what she would feel like if she was a normal (Hahahaha... Sorry, but Max is NOT normal in the most awesome way possible!) I claim no ownership of Max and all her awesomeness. This is my first time reviewing, so PLEASE R&R!
Wind rushes past your ears, and you feel free, free baby. Running, running. You fly across the black top.
Thump, thump, thump
The steady beats of your feet, barefoot. Across the pavement. You feel alive. Every sensation in your body is a live wire suddenly, you skid to a stop. And round a another corner
Whew, that was close you think. A voice inside you says yes that was close, to close.
Oh well you sight and return to running.What? I could've sworn I dont talk like that...
Your breath comes in short pants, huff huff
If you could fly, you'd be speck in the sky right now, you think. What is the matter with this world?
Everything, you answer yourself. Everything.
AN: Soo, wat didja think? Good, Bad, Horrible? Plz review!
Ps. I 3 flames, they keep me warm night.