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Jul 2014
You all left me,
In confusing silence,
Looked bored of it, feigning interests

Right or wrong,
Don’t make a difference,
I don’t understand it, and nothing makes sense,
I’m done

Now little brother,
Is falling again,
Didn’t teach him how to walk,
And now I’m running,
In the opposite direction, that you wanted

Years too late,
And advice that’s wasted,
I don’t need it now, I refuse to face it

Had your time,
And you just might’ve blown it,
I’m running for the end, if it’s a race,
I’ve already won

Now little brother,
Is falling again,
Didn’t teach him how to walk,
And now I’m running,
In the opposite direction, that you wanted
I’m always running
Always running
Bryn Dawes
Written by
Bryn Dawes  Essex
(Essex)   
385
   --- and Pushing Daisies
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