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Feb 2013
The trees of guilt grasp at my shadow
As the world crumbles beneath me.
I run, not knowing where to go,
Running to be set free
From the darkness that follows behind
My memories at my feet.
The leaves of sorrow shrivel up and fly past,
Vanishing into the darkness.
Will the life on this planet last?
What if I stop running?
Stop destroying the planet beneath me.
Will I stop the darkness from coming?
Should I let it consume me?
Sonya Jaimes Nerakine
Written by
Sonya Jaimes Nerakine  Rimrock, Arizona
(Rimrock, Arizona)   
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