Wednesday, October 20, 2010

the 23rd page

I'm not running away from you. I'm running for you!

I want to run.
I need to run.
Very Far and very fast.
Silently gasping for air.
Because my lungs are running out of this sweet poisons.
This sweet escape will never kill me.
But help.
I'll keep laughing and non-stop smiling.
I'll promise to control my emotions.
Behind every drop of tear.
I'm Happy!!
I'll make you Happy!!
I swear.

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