Being with him felt like ,
being over drunk ,
felt like a hangover .
And once when I was given
the situation ,
to leave ,
I walked away ,
faster I paced , by the second ;
flight of stairs and I ,
descended ,
it was free falling ,
finally ,
freedom .
But ,
then I heard ,
footsteps ,
and then the second later
his shadow covered me ,
and I was caught ,
again .
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