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I feel like running fast and far
But I'm grounded and out of breath.
Heart racing like I've never stopped,
I'm asking for you to catch me again.

Dreams haunting; threatening a relapse,
But this isn't what you wanted,
Forcing yourself to remember nights away,
Away from this mess called life

Words left in books stored under my bed,
Grow dust because there's nothing better to do,
They hold our wishes and our memories,
The ones we said we'd never let go.

Now the best chance I have at reminiscing is in
The dreams that you haunt me in continually
Sending me into a spiral of so much emotion that
I have become completely apathetic.

I don't know. I haven't submitted anything in such a long time, thought I would even though it's still pretty crappy.