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Running's Not The Answer If you have a hankering, still have that taste in poor men, ask around, ask any, when you see me. I might be the worst of them. If you need to get away from your dead end part of town, ask around, when you see, I'll be around. I might be one you can count on. I've had my share of ups and downs. I've had my heartaches that gave a frown. I could have drank, tore up this town but never had one like you around. If you still have fire-like passion, and find need for one that disappoints, know. I intend no harm, as you see the light. Accompany me, to help you through your night. If you need to get away, because you couldn't find your dream to stay, ask around. I'm around, but please remain. I'll can be the one to count upon. I've had enough of ups and downs. I don't care if you break my heart like them, as always celebrate freedom to roam. Take my hand; spin around these rooms. If you want to really just get away, come to my open arms, so I can whisper stay. I'm too strong of heart to be broken. Just trust yourself; lean in as I pray. If you still have a need to get away, it's okay. But, you should do it on your own. Call or text me from wherever on your cell phone, so I can remind you of home. 8.9.24 Yet another human story. "Note: 48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt Deadl..." |