These beautiful places were once filled

with people creating happy memories,

but now everyone has left your life,

and those memories haunt you.

These memories don't contain anyone.

You can't even remember having friends.
It's as if they never existed

Those quiet mornings where
no one is driving or walking on
the street, no sounds of animals or machine.
The cold morning air fills your lungs, as

you walk forward with purpose but you

have no set destination....it's as if you're

running from yourself.

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