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Dec 2015
Fear.

Has picked up my trail
Is looking to find me.

Fear.*

He's right on my tail
He's coming to bind me.

I run through the night
I'm looking behind me.
With no one in sight
I'm running to find me.

Where would I go?
How would I get there?
Will I ever come back?
Would anyone care?

I'm outrunning fear
Running to find me
Who will come near
And help me come find me.

Out of nowhere it strikes me
I fall to the ground
Out of nowhere it fights meΒ 
From pain do I drown

Away from the pain
I go and I swim
But what will I gainΒ 
If I actually win.

I'm running awayΒ 
But there's something I lack
I know I can't stay
But do I have to go back?

8/3/13
J B Moore
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J B Moore  24/M/New England
(24/M/New England)   
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