Leaving this all behind.
Closing the hole.
And moving along.
Cutting all ties.
Now glad that it died.
No more blocking it off.
No running away.
Time for more play.
Things will never be the same.
Still I remember you.
But you are forgetting me.
Oddly I'm fine.
That your not on my mind.
Moving on through.
Not missing a time.
You chase after him.
Without much gain.
Then come to me.
Whenever you please.
Well I tell you,
I'm free.
I'm finally breaking the tie.
And pulling it in.
I'm pushing away.
Leaving you there.
Now moving on.
Without looking back.
Finally it's done.
Or so that's what I thought...
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Thoughts Stored Inside
PoesíaOriginal poems and feelings expressed in words. The works span the wheel of emotions, but favor a few over the others.
