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my breath is hanging in the air like little transparent clouds; moving past me, touching the right side of my face as i run. the rain tears make their mark on my body. [drench me] & they settle into my lashes to only carry my mascara down my cheeks in little rivers. when i blink, the perfectly spaced black lines appear again & again on my cheeks. i'm splashing through the puddles so fast, i dont care that my converses now squeak when i walk & my pants are a darker shade of blue... i splash through as fast as i can, knowing you dont have a clue what i am runing from.
& to tell you the truth: neither do i.