Runaway by Matt Corby
She speaks like the rain
But she howls at the moon
She runs like the sun in the winter
She's not coming home soon
She follows the rain
She runs like the water
She revels in his pain
She hits like her father
She speaks like she wants
Words dripping with disdain
She tells you she loves another
But she keeps you in awe, keeps you insane
'Cause she don't give a shit about you
She will let you runaway
So just runaway, runaway
No she don't give a shit about you
She will let you runaway
So just run away
No she don't give a fucking shit about you!
She will let you run away
So just runaway, runaway
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Nolia grew complacent about her being in prison. She was bored beyond all reason and delving into memories, no matter how vivid, would no longer do for her.
She wanted to speak to someone; preferably Lance. Nolia would settle for anyone really. She stood up from where she sat and pressed her body against the bars. Nolia ignored Marcus because she had learned that he was not good company.
She spied a guard sitting on a stool a few cells away from her and she decided that he would do for the time being. Nolia admitted to herself that when she beckoned him to speak, she had intended on communicating through body language and less on verbal speech.
"Gaurd!" She forced her arm through the bars and waved her hand, "Come quick. It's an emergency!"
"Are you dead?" The guard asked with little interest and remained seated.
"No." Nolia said a bit taken aback by the severity of his question.
"Then it cannot be an emergency." He said and his retort irritated her.
"I am not dead yet, but if you ignore me then I am sure to die before my trial and that will rest square of your shoulders." Nolia said sharply, "On your broad, strong, muscular shoulders." She purred.
The guard was quiet for a moment and Nolia feared that he wasn't interested but she soon heard the shuffling of feet.
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