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Runner

Life always crashes,
The question is how to deal.
Do I stand and fight,
or just end to feel?

I do niether,
rather I run.
In the dark of night,
or in the light of sun.

No matter what it takes,
I try to take out fate.
If it's just moving my thoughts,
or moving out of state.

There's usually one or two,
People that tell
This to and leave it to the past,
and yes: this is probably where I fail.

But I'm a runner by nature,
That's the only thing I can't fight.
My way to cope,
is just to get out of sight.

With my feet,
or with my mind.
I must run away,
Where no one can find my heart.


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