I run from myself
My troubles
My life
Until I'm lost among the wild
I seek peace from the memories
The hurt
The sorrow
But here I find a flower
Filled with blush
Of pink
And it all comes rushing back
You and me
Us
Here we are together again
In my regretted memories
You drown me even when I run
You find me
Even when I flee
Where can I escape you
I wonder softly
Maybe if I walk and walk one day
You will disappear from my shadows
So, there, I began.
3-16-11
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