Esprit Murmurant #5

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I want to run away... or as they say "M.I.A." 

But I can't. 

I'm afraid to be alone even though I've been lonely for so long.

I'm afraid of change but I want the pain to be taken away. 

I'm just here stuck in this rot. 

I can't get up since it's too much. 

I'm slowly fading as the flames gets bigger.


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