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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜,
𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗.
𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖,
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝙸'𝚖 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢,
𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏,
𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝,
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝.
𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢,
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛.
𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎,
𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢.
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜,
𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍
𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛.
𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚐,
𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚔𝚎.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢,
𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕.





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