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she needs to run.
she needs to get out before its too late.

Heads up.
Its already too late.

i'm scared of you.
not like i'd let you know.

i need to crush these feelings.
and just leave.
but something about it just keeps brining me back.
like a moth to a flame.

i wonder what youd do if i ran
maybe im too scared to even do that
youre dangerous
with your parties and what not.

you have no idea whatsoever.
you're not even doing anything to me.
but my brain keeps ******** with me.
wish i could be havin fun.
drinking.
instead of being up at night
thinking.
about useless circles.
situations that will never be resolved.

im caught.
and now i don't know what else to do but run.
i wonder if you'd try to catch me.
i wonder if i should try to explain how i feel.

probably not.
well.
being truthful would feel so good.
hm.
maybe i will.
if you ever decide to talk to me.
if you decide to quit partying for once.

youre heading down a dark road.
and you don't even know it.
maybe you do.
but hey its not even my place to judge.

i'll just go back to sleep
well...back to my never ending circles.
with this weird feeling in my throat.
and just wait.
then when it happens.
and i confess.
then i'm running.
yet again.