Before They Find Me

Once upon a hurricane

Dumped behind the walls

Wails and screams 

All frivolous 

Revenge poisoning

Eyes hurting 

Laid there 

All bare

Heard the laughs,

 in my ears

All dangerous

The ruse they played

Trapped in memories

I rush them off 

The time is running

I have to live now

Before they find me

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