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The past in side the box

i want to run away i dont want to face it .

my past came to haunt me but only hafe of it i want to excape by jumping out six story window .

the smell of gas and oil the smell of smoke its chocking my lungs to the point that it burns.

no matter what i do i cant get the smell out of my nose throwing up does not work.

screaming in my  mind stop go away locking it in side a box trying to never open it agan but what the fuck do i do when its been opend ?

screaming running but not running fast enough chocking, chocking on the voimit passing out not able to handle it.

run run run my feet wont move fast enough hideing and screaming thats all that left to do .

my past is fuck the deomons of it comeing closer and closer to the point where there breathing down my neck.

jump its time to jump out the six story window and maby then after i end it all it will go away and never return .........
Written by Tamaura_NightAngel
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