Her future is her past

by xSecond Chancex   Jun 12, 2008


Running as fast as she can
from what?
She doesn't know
the trees rushing past
she hears no wind,
no sound
as she drops to her knees
she begins to cry
her future continues to run
past her.
but her past catches up
it blinds her from what it to come.

her future is her past.

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