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Aug 18
Sometimes when I’m running
I detach from reality
And suddenly I’m face down in the rocks
And my knees are ******
And I’m throwing up
But there’s no one to save me
No one to pick me back up
Thats what happens when you’re on your own
You have to stitch up the wound
Stitch it closed alone
And there’s sweat on my hairline
And blood on the dirt
But I have to put myself back on my feet
And keep running
Like I didn’t miss a beat
Written by
Lyle  17/F/Hells Mind
(17/F/Hells Mind)   
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       Thirty Nine, lizie, eliana and CantSeeMe
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