Falling; catch me soon
Running to my doom
Bloody red walls in a white washed room
Hating what I've become
A mess that can't be undone
Fighting for all
Fighting for some
My time has come
Leaving behind these restless thoughts
For futures cannot be bought
A worthy lesson I've been taught
Struggling through these feelings
In this maze I'm caught
Trying to escape
With everything in tact
Grasping the fact there is no turning back.
Angeli Ramirez
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