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Runaway
The streets are silent as I walk
Listening to the midnight talk
My sneakers fall on broken glass
Scattered shards, just like my past
In the houses I pass, they sleep unknowing
Above the trees the light is growing
In the sky there is no moon
It will be daylight pretty soon
Only darkness feels my pain
In the sun I can’t remain
No, in the daylight I can’t stay
Because I am
The Runaway
yeah I dig this as well, has
yeah I dig this as well, has a good flow to it. sounds like some thoughts i had for a while a few years ago
"Sanity is not a binary state." - Me
:) this hd a really nice flow
:) this hd a really nice flow to it! I love how the first four lines rolled off my mind :) and the lines "My sneakers fall on broken glass. Scattered shards, just like my past" leave this perfect image of a young girl in converse walking with shoulders hunched, head down, stepping on glass and not carring
Much Love
Ashley