Aside

I am running


I am running from realiity 
I am running from myself 
Is it life in it’s mortality?
Or, am I losing sense?
I believe that I am needed
Or I need to feel like that
I see people through the face of abnormality
I don’t need to ask about a given tense
This is my own sort of parity 
With those who can make a mess.
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