Run
i run like a rabbit but i'm running on empty
enslaved by my sins still i run to be free
i'm running from peace and running to war
i'm running from love and hate's at the door
i'm running through deserts where devils they dream
i'm running through jungles of mad jeapordy
i run to the darkness and run from the light
wrong way running filled with fear,death,and fright
i run to the fire and fall down in the flames
i run from the safe,secure,and the sane
i'm running to pain like a long lost friend,that madman mixer on a homocidal binge
i run out of rage as i run into walls
i run into hades and can hear hells call
i run angry and antagonistic
atmospheric like a spirit,i scream from the bottom and the top can hear it
chased by chaos chariots they all get carjacked and soul smacked
billions on their bellies and backs get crunched and cracked
psycopathic pharohs,roaches and rats falling in forever and fading to black
i rise,run,and fall now i'm running again
crime after crime and sin after sin
while predators and prowlers they seethe and they bark i keep running,making mad marks
on the universe
holy angels surround me far ahead of that hell bound herse
now i run to the blessing and i run from the curse
still this is the worst poem that could ever be...it keeps ringing in my ears for etrnity
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