Hold my hand and lets runaway.
Be my one and only,
Say you’ll runaway,
Runaway with me.


Nothing is new, except something new.

Funny you should mention news,
Contemplating motions misunderstood.
Lost in this world, too small to throw away,
too big to hide from.


Lets keep up the pace,
Running a marathon. My mind is afraid of you,
My hearts in love with the mascara you’ve painted on,
My shirt collar.
Dry your tears my love
and lets embrace forever in this hug


Diaries Of A Street Kid


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