Run With A Trail

January 8, 2010
By Anonymous

Run to it for comfort
Run to it for fun
Run it in forever never board
Feel safe and at home
Then it stops
And you have no where to look for comfort
You look to nothing for fun
You have a hatred for it that burns like the sun in a California drought
And you forgive it soon in a downpour
But you never forget the drought

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