Under the moonlight,
Running through the trees,
There’s no turning back,
You could not be seen.
You were trapped in that house,
In a family full of hate,
And now it was over,
And you couldn’t wait.
You ran through the woods,
That cold dark night,
Not having a care in the world,
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