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Poem: On The Run

Updated on January 9, 2014

by Grace Peterson

Starting up the car,
I see you running towards me.
"Don't leave me,"
you cry.
"I'm not coming back,"
I argue,
"I'm leaving everything behind."

And you can't let me go.

Everyday I'm hiding
behind four invisbile walls.
I want to be free.
Free from everything
and everyone
around me.

Always smiling
Always happy
I can't pretend
like everything is okay.
Not anymore.

I need to get away.
I need to runaway.

© 2013 Grace Peterson

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