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Identity

June 4, 2013
By _Bri_ BRONZE, Bayport, New York
_Bri_ BRONZE, Bayport, New York
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Runaway,
Through the woods,
Running from tomorrow.
Somewhere to go.
Close to midnight,
Darkness creeping in.
Foggy shadows cast upon the ground.
Howls in the distance,
Fear rushes through her veins.
What to do,
Where to go?
Leaves shake, wind blows.
Wetness falls from the sky.
Drenching the girl,
Soaking the ground.
Washing away the past
Running faster now,
Trying to get away.
Forgetting what happened,
Leaving everything behind.
Becoming a new person,
That no one will know.



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