"She Runs"
She runs.
She likes finding new places where her face doesn't trigger a memory.
Where the faces don't remind her of why she doesn't like to sit in the darkness.
Everything haunts her from the memories of him to the blood red anger of them.
She wishes she could stop running that when she stopped. She didn't have to catch her breath & keep running. But that she could sit down & enjoy the scenery. Maybe she'll never stop running who knows...
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