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The Running


I wish I was better at running
I have a tendency of walking
Into coffins
Into graveyards I was never meant to tend
The moment I feel most alone is the easiest to say no

Not knowing no one knows

Because somewhere in my heart I always prayed they’d know

- someone would know and save me
But no one saves walking bridesmaids
- made herself into a corpse

Chasers only chase the running 

 

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