Nowhere to run

by failure by choice   Jan 17, 2007


The fuse is lit,
You might now run.
The plan in motion,
Get away.
Set into action,
You must leave.
No end in sight,
Don't look back.
My death is immenent,
Don't cry for me.
My death is atoned,
Don't cry.

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  • 17 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    You should have seen my face with this one.. My eyes were wide.. and my mouth dropped. By the ending line.. I was basically screaming in my head.. ''NO!''. Amazing emotion and imagery. Nicely done!

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