always been a runner
chasing after humans and ghosts
after thoughts and emotions
after time and after you
always been a hunter
never really pulled an arrow
too scared of the aftermath
the morning after the catch
sometimes running so fast
i lose my breath in the air
heart stops in time
but i remember your smile
and your hands
and i make it through another day
because there is hope for tomorrow
and every day after that
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