Chelsea Crisman Biography

I run as fast as I can,
Trying to escape such memories.
Happy and sad alike,
I don't want them part of me.
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She runs from pain like she hides from the truth.
Honesty, integrity; things that aren't her roots.
She dreams of wings and flying away
Hopes that somehow there will be a better day.
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A day starts out softly,
Like a dream that has to begin.
It's cool and beautiful,
Like a wish that's never been.
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His eyes burn and throb.
If only to close them,
It would all go away.
The thoughts won't allow him.
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Please don't
Hate me
Love me
Need me
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