Flee Tomorrow Forever

In the early days, you ran about me.
Thought I wouldn't pan it out.
See, I remember you, lonely girl.
Seeking shelter in a lonely world.
Carrying your third mistake.
It couldn't wait and for heavens sake, you struck gold.
She found a nice estate with a decent yard and a closing gate.
I'm like her.
In the pits and quaint with nothing where every love is fight or flight.
All or nothing and quiet night.
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"In the pits and quaint with nothing where every love is fight or flight."
great lines. Brilliant poem
very good poem