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Apr 2017
I ran
From the anger
From the fear
From their laughs
From my tears
I ran
From the shadows
From the monsters
From their whispers
From their taunting
But they chase
Getting closer
Their breath creating blisters on my skin
Their hatred,  taunting towards the edge
Wanting me to jump,  to leap
So I run
And I never stop
Because they'll never stop
So herein am running from my monsters
Just running
NoFucksGiven
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NoFucksGiven  19/F/Statesboro,GA
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