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Walking, I felt my mind tell me 'Stand on the line, don't get left behind, the train is running without you again'.
'Where you gonna go? Do you really know? Hey, before you know it, you may end up dead'.

My wrists are rubbing red from holding too tight as I walk alone on my never ending path. Through this rain, I drink up every bit. I see Hannah, walking down the road. What was my lonely path, it's been added. When my never ending path, may be hers as well. I run and run and run, until my legs are shaking and I'm shivering. I'm next to Hannah, panting and stuttering frantically. She walks on and I don't know what to do. On to the next stop.

"Can you just please, just please, love me? There's no train to take me home, please don't leave me on my own?" I cry, and sob through my words. Hannah freezes in her steps and turns around to face me. Even through the rain, I see her red, puffy eyes and the tears that create streams down her cheeks. I hear her breath disconnect into broken pieces.
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Did you just let out a sigh or have I now lost my mind..." I whisper under myself, staying nearly inaudible.

Holding back all the shadows piled up in my mind.

"Why can't I see crying... It makes no sense, I'll never find, all those feelings that were mine. Darling, darling, oh darling. I'll never know, where can I go..."

I hold her in my arms and we cry on to each ones shoulder, gripping tightly.

"Can you just please, just please, love me... Running over and over again, please just rip this from my

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