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Abby
Poems
Mar 2018
Run
Run, running with no designated area to be,
Oh, how I run to never be quite free.
I run away the stress of work and school
But they are monsters, of which they truly rule.
I try to be faster, quicker, lighter on my aching feet,
But, they catch me as I frown in defeat.
I run every day, hoping I can get even an inch farther away,
They just laugh and let me try the next day.
Run, Run, RUN, my head screams at me as my legs grow weary,
So I keep going, my eyes become teary.
Race, my heart races as they grow near,
I cannot contain my raging fear.
Run, running with no designated area to be,
Oh, how I run to never be quite free.
#run
#sad
#fear
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