Thursday, March 29, 2012


As I run
I realize it is worthless
Because how can you run
When it's your past?
A constant looming
And an ever-nagging presence
I wish it away
But still it lingers
So I must look past it
And work forward
But the weight crushes me
And pressure is unbearable
So I succumb to it
Allow it to overtake me
And fade away
Along with my memories

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