Where we run to, someone runs from.

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A person wants to die

she's done with life.

And what stops her to decides

is that she cant die.

Her obligations are too much.

Her responsibilities are too broad.

Everyone wants her alive

even though she has the right to her life.

She would jump off a building, if she could.

She could walk in front of a vehicle if she could.

She would take a gun to shoot herself if she could.

She would take a glass of poison if she could.

No, she won't drown or stab herself.

She is too scared to be in pain.

And she won't go through that in vain,

'Cuz she knows she would wake up, all the same.

She can't die, it's her curse.

She is left for another eternity with no one else.

Her master's blessing, humanity's obsession,

they run for it, while she runs away.

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