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you can hide but never ever run (Free verse) by Freethinker1602
It's hidden away in that dreadfull box
What used to cause me pain and regret
What used to cause you pain and anguish
I wish some one could take it away
Though the second it's gone I'd know
I'd try to find it
Some part of me will always feel it there
That sickeing energetic hum of addiction
That want
the feel
the craving
Never stopping
Every time it found me running
I tripped
Every time it passed by me hiding in the shadow
I'd run after it
I can't do this to me and you any more
I can't bare the thought of how badly it got to be
Wish you would just tell me it won't hurt that bad anymore
Where's the truth in everything that happened
Well I can tell it to you now
Everything horrible in this life of mine
Everything I try to not believe
It's all there and now
There's not another inch to the mile
I can't run form it
So in that box I've placed the pain
In that box I've placed my one true night mare
May it never revisit me and some how it's far from over
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Weighted score: 4.463587
Overall Rank: 12858
Posted: May 19, 2003 6:14 PM PDT; Last modified: May 19, 2003 6:14 PM PDT
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I cannot bear to think about how bad it had become.
"I can't run form it" Good, either can I. lol.
nightmare, unless yoou mean the mare of the night? I thought I sold that old nag? Other then that, guess what? Your poem is not poetry, not original, not sad, not informing, special, enlightening, 'cool'. Sadly, I'm ashamed of you and American poets. Good job. 1. By the way, do you even know what a nova is? because after reading this I'm concerned that you are a pathetic tail chaser if anything.