Poems on Sunday

Trapped

The relationship was over

If only in her head

Today she would move forward

No need to beg

For forgiveness or beg to stay

It was the time to leave

Run fast and far away

But with only a dream and no map

She would probably be running forever, right now she felt trapped

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