by bound i will make i.t

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I'm running away like you told me,
leaving a place which kept us close together.
My legs are traitors listening
to the sternness in your voice
and I cry in desperation.
A future without you is a future unthinkable;
this can't be the last time our eyes meet.
But you told me to run far
and you told me to fun fast
so one day it could happen again.
And that's why I'm doing;
I'm coming home to you,
by running the other way
and never looking back.

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