Running away,
Running so fast,
In endless nights
with chilling trust.
Hoping near tears
Foretold by crude eyes,
And running through light,
I smile, in day to day fights. 

Running with hope,
In darkness and joy,
Without my life,
Night after night. 
Thou angels may cry,
And demons still laugh 
I stand alone in pain,
Near sorrow's grey shade.

Running with poems,
Empty expressions of love,
In God's fallen embrace,
For here, I am seen
Only when others are far. 
Running away,
Running too fast,
For nobody awaits,
The dead still alive.

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