Run, child, run.
Run into the depths of darkness
Run until you find the light.
Run until the bullets cannot graze your soft skin.
Run until fallen buildings become playgrounds.
Run until your eyes cannot see agony.
Run until you see joyous smiles.
Run until you've healed your heart's scars.
Run until time eases your pain.
Run, child, run.
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Poems for Sarcastic People
PoetryI sometimes get inspired by just a word spoken. So, these are my thoughts. Be wary though because some of them are about four years old.
