Leaving
The slam of a door
My fathers foot steps schoing as he walks down a path I cannot follow
The slash of my mothers tears falling to the ground as she weeps, broken
The sound of running
My shoes pounding against the pavement as I try to escape the voices of my past
I've no idea where my future will lead me
But i know im bot looking back
My fathers foot steps schoing as he walks down a path I cannot follow
The slash of my mothers tears falling to the ground as she weeps, broken
The sound of running
My shoes pounding against the pavement as I try to escape the voices of my past
I've no idea where my future will lead me
But i know im bot looking back
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i was bored in class so i wrote this.