Running from the hell I live
I run mile for mile
To find my place
Where I am wanted.
Into the arms
Of the one I love
Fuck my past
I will kick it's ass
Once and for all
Fuck all the people
Who hurt me
As I spred my wings
To fly away
I leave with a one finger sulte
I leave a blood stained past behind
And walk into a future of my desire
COMMENTS
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Aizen
17:21 Jul 12 2010
neat poem