As we go through life, we get attached
People, places, things hold our mind hostage
While we hold these things dear, we must detach
Before these thoughts become toxic
As we remember the thoughts we hold so dear
We hide our feelings behind clear eyes
While they fill us with sadness, shedding our tears
We repeat this cycle, leaving each time no more wise
You tell yourself it's bad, you must get out
But these thoughts have consumed you, clouding your sight
You are soon filled with doubt that you won't get out
But listen to me, you are still in the fight
The time is near and you should know
That it is time to let go
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The Poetry Book
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