where would you go?

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feel the water dripping down your face,
breathe in the air for once,
it flows with such grace,
you're so caught up on the gaze of other people,
that your soul shatters constantly,
and the tears just trickle.
perfection, perfection, that is what you seek,
you know it is impossible,
but the confusion makes you weak.
you want to play guitar,
listen to music, read and eat,
you want to just be,
but life gets in the way, it tastes bitter-sweet.
you want to run far away, escape from everything,
but where would you go? nowhere is safe. 

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