Run

Running from the past like if my stamina could forever last. Sweat dripping down my face letting fear take its place as I run the never ending race. The memories flood my mind why can’t I unbind. Left turn , right turn but when is it my turn. I trip on a curb and come tumbling down letting all the memories drown around. Laying in what used to be my old self I realize this is no longer me and I can finally be free.

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