Passer By (razorhe_artedge) wrote,
Passer By

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a Fall in miles

I want to talk to you but the words do not come.
Every where I look it's just another scene to be rescued from.

And maybe I've just imagined everything
or at least wished because no one seems to let me forget.

I can only think of the loneliness in running away
and how I'm afraid of everything.

I have been wandering.

where did I go?

I never met a leech that was good at "goodbyes"

I need a sense of self, I need to know what to do next, I need to be stronger, but first I need a hug.
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