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Escape


I try to escape I put myself in a different realm Far from the criticizing eyes of those Who wish for my downfall To see my head drop and watch me bow to all I refuse. I run from their villains who corrupt the body. Ravaging your very core I run and run till my hearts sore I love me too much. I take the waters and wash, scrub, clean I want to be pristine Waiting for the one to make it all clear Waiting for them to erase my fear To show me that hope lives But its killed... I feel tired So tired.. I sit.. Days fog over I remember nothing.. Peoples faces blur in the crowd.. I awake 3 months later to the sound of the worst words possible I break, my soul tears.. My worst fears They are confirmed... I scream how I live in the wilderness but I wash with the water of life Why am I stricken with this strife I cry... I'm broken, no longer whole Tainted goods.. Who wants me anymore? No longer do I.. Why? The only question on my mind.. Can I escape,they say from what the disease has perished... But I still feel tarnished I can't forget the words over and over I run.. I scream.. I cry.. But escape is futile It has already taken a piece But left me with no peace
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