Chances...

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Run to the one.
Run to a way out.
Run to the safe exit.
Run from the mistakes.
Run around the only stairs.
Run from your gaze coming my way.
Break all habits from beforehand.

I get a little nervous around you…...
          Excited….
Sweaty…...
                     Disoriented…..….

...different  …..

Every force upon me is broken.

                       I feel as if I'm flying.

Across every page.
  Breaking the fourth wall

Of course……….
It's just a referance.

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