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Running up that Hill

Running up that Hill

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Running away... its what I'm good at. At least I was before. Now I'm trapped, I'm trying to do everything I can to run away from it...from him. But He... (it's) all around me, He/it finds me everywhere I go. I cant hide no longer. I stare and turn in circles at the trees that surround me and think of death. So soon....No mattter what he told me, no matter how many times i went back. so carelessly. and now im running for my life because i decided to stay with one person i cared about. Now im risking everything, this is my last goodbye.....if thats what you would call it.
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