in the mirror
I force myself to smile.
I tell myself that now it is time.
Time to move on.
And for the first time in two years,
I want to move on,
let go,
let go?
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Winter
PoetryA short collection of poems bidding him goodbye. ----- ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
trying
in the mirror
I force myself to smile.
I tell myself that now it is time.
Time to move on.
And for the first time in two years,
I want to move on,
let go,
let go?