Thursday, February 10, 2005

Fugitive

How would it feel
To run from life
To break the chains that bind
Snap the chords that tie
Run faster than ever before
Escape the pain of living
Never look back
Never turn around
Brush the sleep from your eyes
Wipe the blood from your wrist
Break the hourglass
No regrets of leaving
The wasteland to your back
Darkness behind
The light in your eyes

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