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Runaway
A cold December rain,
Fills the night with darkness.
The pounding sound of the evening train,
Rips my heart from within my chest.
Alone next to the tracks of icy steel
Dreaming of better yesterdays,
Wishing that today was not real
And that I never had to run away.
Mother said, "There'd be days like this,"
But if she'd only known the days I see.
If only the car that hit her had missed,
Then I wouldn't be here cold and lonely.
Father's angry, grieving hand struck me for the last time,
This was his last bruise I would wear.
Since mother's love couldn't save me this time,
I ran as far as I could away from there.
�Bradley Mitchell 2000
The Heartbeats
A girl of only nineteen
With a heartbeat barely known,
Carries another heartbeat deep inside...
Though its not fully grown.
Scared and angry
The girl lives on,
But a pill she swallows
Makes the second heartbeat gone.
Now, the girl,
With a heartbeat barely known,
Will never see
The second heartbeat grown.
�2000 Bradley Mitchell
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