after I start to run?
Run away,
run from mother,
run from Derek,
run from my GPA.
The wind in my face,
and the cars driving by,
they make me happy.
The existence of rules
is what I'm running from.
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What Comes Next... [Wattys 2014]
PoetryViolet has never stopped running. She lives for the wind on her face, and seeing the blur of cars as they drive by. And she has real problems to run from. An alcoholic mother, an abusive ex-boyfriend, and the lowest grades in school. It's time for V...