Running Fear

by HighPerfection   May 20, 2006


Wind blowing a fog
Cold seeping deeper into brittle bones
Trees rustle with a gentle breeze
Stumbling
Branches grabbing for swinging arms
The forests calm blurred
A pretty girl
Running numb to surroundings
Her feet screaming
Deadly anger to the earth
Tears cascade down her face
Running from a terrorizing rival
Herself

(c) Hillary Dorsey 2006

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