Phantoms from across the hall

Tunnel into my veins

These invaders reside behind my eyes

Spinning fright

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I can never outrun

Their fearsome plague in my pulse

The more I sprint

The more I course

With past calamities and ghosts

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Hushed and haunted words

Rise from me

When I grow, bitter cold and quiet

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They are only driven out

By a lonely clatter

By a sudden twinge of pain

By a freeing burst of light