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I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me

I can't escape you, you've become a part of me.

You're haunting my delicate and worthless exsistance

I pray to God, I can finally put up some distance.



I'm running through the forest, I'm almost out of breath

I can hear your footsteps closer now, I can't give up yet.

You're not even running, and yet I can't see straight

I fear for you, as well as you, my lifes already fading.



Everything around me is blurring, spinning and churning

The trees above me are whispering, not judging me worthy.

I fell to the ground faster then I could register within the time

The very last thing I saw were those emerald confines.