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No Escape

March 11, 2015
By Celine_R BRONZE, Bernard, Iowa
Celine_R BRONZE, Bernard, Iowa
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Stumbling through thorns
no trail, no sign of safety.
Branches ripping my skin
causing it to bleed red.
Straining eyes
through the blackness of the night.
Strange noises surround me,
laughing at my fear.
Chest ready to explode.
I’m tired, so tired, of running.
Running from death,
that’s ready to swallow me up
the second I stop
stumbling through thorns.



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