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run away

You send them my way,
I tell them to run,
The fear cant take you,
Unless you keep it close.
We find ourselfs broken,
so far from anyone who can "fix" us,
but to that I reply,
that I will not always have these cracks,
So very soon they will not show,
I pick up my wooden legs
and start down to the end,
becase the beginning is so very far away. I'm running from my mistakes, Lets hope I'm not too late.





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