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I walk outside, it's forty degrees and the grass is twinkling like your eyes do. I stretch and sigh and feel tears ***** my eyes, the same tears that I had when I put an end to this. So, I ran. I ran and I ran. I ran like I was Jesse Owens and I ran like I was drunk and I ran like I needed to be drunk. I stopped and I cried and I sighed and I loved. I don't love you anymore, Madison, but I did at one point. I stopped like I stopped running and stopped caring and stopped drinking to get rid of your smile burned into my eyes. I met someone new, Madison, I met someone else and I'm happy now. I'm happy without you, Madison. I don't need to get drunk and I don't need to run.
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
The Runner
I walk outside, it's forty degrees and the grass is twinkling like your eyes do. I stretch and sigh and feel tears ***** my eyes, the same tears that I had when I put an end to this. So, I ran. I ran and I ran. I ran like I was Jesse Owens and I ran like I was drunk and I ran like I needed to be drunk. I stopped and I cried and I sighed and I loved. I don't love you anymore, Madison, but I did at one point. I stopped like I stopped running and stopped caring and stopped drinking to get rid of your smile burned into my eyes. I met someone new, Madison, I met someone else and I'm happy now. I'm happy without you, Madison. I don't need to get drunk and I don't need to run.
caroline-wonder
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
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