I didn't realize that running was pointless.
Running was simple,
One could even say easy.
But not when you're running in a circle.
In a circle, you always end up back where you started.
The worst part about it is that you don't even know where that point is.
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Wrecked
PoetryWreck/[rek]/Noun A person of ruined health; someone in bad shape physically or mentally. It's funny how I look back now and realize that maybe I still love him. That maybe I still love the real him. Not the one who did it for the money and the s...
