You try to outrun
Your heartache and stress,
But no one is that fast.
It cannot be done.
Take it from me,
One who’s fallen hard.
From higher perches
Than you’ll ever see.
You can’t stand your reflection
Thanks to the things you’ve done.
But we all lose a bit of ourselves
As we try to head in a new direction.
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