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I must run, run far away from this place.I go wherever my feet carry me,
Tears washed away by the wind on my face.
I run so that maybe I can feel free.
I run past houses, then meadows, then trees.
When I can't feel my legs, I just keep on
Running until I drop down to my knees
In that secret place I stumled upon.
I then look up into eyes of a fawn
Who also ran here, for reasons unknown.
We warily stare as time passes on
Then she bounds away and leaves me alone.
Silent is the witness to all my tears,
So I fearlessly run back towards my fears.
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Comments: 9
Carnivoree [2012-03-01 01:41:31 +0000 UTC]
this is pretty clever. iambic pentameter, sonnet set up, well done all around; not gonna lie I'm going to have to muse over the meaning until I understand it, but so far I like it.
(also impressed because i can't really do sonnets)
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FindOut4Yourself [2012-02-29 23:04:18 +0000 UTC]
I know how this feels. I kinda want to run away sometimes.
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FunnyChuckie [2012-02-26 19:33:42 +0000 UTC]
You live near the woods? I have to admit, I'm kinda jealous.
I always make sure no one can see me when I cry. Where I live, I need to always look strong. Though it's never easy to always keep on forwards.
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mettlelark In reply to FunnyChuckie [2012-02-26 20:53:25 +0000 UTC]
i like kinda near some strips of woods, and i know places where no one goes. but i don't let people see me cry. i need to look strong so i can protect other people.
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FunnyChuckie In reply to mettlelark [2012-02-26 21:08:18 +0000 UTC]
That sounds so peaceful. I admire you for holding on.
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FunnyChuckie In reply to mettlelark [2012-02-26 21:25:47 +0000 UTC]
Despite where I live, I doubt that I'm facing things like yours.your problem seem more significant than mine.
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