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Time seems to drip past me. And though I know the days are numbered, I savor every moment. Every moment that will be a tear in the coming days. I feel the absence crawling closer to me with each passing month, begging me to run past the walls. The walls that keep me in, and others out. I want to run out of safety and into the depths of night. But fear holds my feet firmly in place: Will I lose myself in the walls built to protect me? Or will I simply come running back hurt by the word I knew was coming all along. no.

Description
Time seems to drip past me. And though I know the days are numbered, I savor every moment. Every moment that will be a tear in the coming days. I feel the absence crawling closer to me with each passing month, begging me to run past the walls. The walls that keep me in, and others out. I want to run out of safety and into the depths of night. But fear holds my feet firmly in place: Will I lose myself in the walls built to protect me? Or will I simply come running back hurt by the word I knew was coming all along. no.