some of my old poems

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Escape

You wanted to hide yourself

To escape reality
To run from it
But
Reality is ahead
You can't make it hide
You can't escape it right
I wanted you to forget it while
Holding me tight
To run to me
Hold me tight
And forget the pain
Pain is always there
But I will make it right
But I will make it right
I will hold you tight
And make your day bright




Rain

Everytime the rain comes down
I think of you
Think that you will come
And rub away my tears
Then I snap to reality
And fear is real
You will never be there
Never be here
Never be near





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