Running

by ANNIE   May 12, 2006


Just so innocent,
Just so young,
i couldn't really understand,
understood i was on the run,

to feel so alive,
to feel so free,
ran in the rain,
ran to that tree,

oh...
oh that wretched tree,
past that bridge,
-a separation of real,
and our greatest fantasies!

just thirteen,
a mere thirteen,
I'm here to stay,
oh please go away!

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