Thinking about it now,
When I ran away from this house,
This everything I ever knew,
Was I really running from this place,
The people here,
The shop down there,
I was running from myself.
The kid with all this pain she wouldn't tell anyone about.
I find it kind of funny,
Kind of sad.
I was running to forget all I had,
Running to forget pains,
Running starting somewhere new,
A place without memories just yet,
Deep inside my head,
I know all I wanted was,
A place without people that I knew.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
