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Run Away, Away From Childhood Abuse

Turn around, face me You yelled as my walk became a run Don't know what I'm running from, Run from something worth chasing, I go My heart beat, it just won't slow Why the hell are you standing there? Thinking, 'should I care?' It doesn't mean a thing to me I know I don't hold your heart's key Build me up, break me down, Tell me the truths, tell me the lies Be the abused, be the abuser Run! til I finally see the sun Run! til I've finally won I can't tell you exactly where I'm headed But I won't let myself be sedated Your drunk, false moments of "affection", Have been forgotten in the haze of my affliction My feet move on their own You will no longer chill me to the bone Soon I will feel the warmth of the sun Now I know, this is why I Run!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/20/2010 2:52:00 PM
WELCOME TO POETRY SOUP---WISH YOU MUCH INSPIRATION AND SUCCESS HERE AMONG FRIENDS. SAD SUBJECT---DOESN'T SEEM TO GET BETTER.
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