The past will hunt you
like a hellhound
in search of its
next meal.
~
The more you try to get away,
the faster they’ll run.
It’s a game they play
before the big feast.
~
There is no escaping their
endless torture, the
dagger like teeth.
~
They can’t be escaped,
their noses will
always lead them
to you.
Dani's Writing Journey 
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