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Running Away From It All
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2001 Oh starry night
Cloak my presence so that I may remain unseen from these hounds that surround me
My feet are wounded, saturated with the blood of ridicule with my scent being a dead give-away
Because I'm running
Running for my life
Running away from it all as fast as my 2 legs may carry me through these dense forests
For salvation, or my perception thereof, lies ahead...
The statements in this...a self realization, "saturated with the blood of ridicule with my scent being a dead give-away"... this is most awakening.
This is a very strong piece with excellent usage of the old artistic style of poetry. It is almost like a prayer to the night. I absolutely loved it. Amy
Gentle is the night♥