poem #3 ; longing

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I get that you miss me
And truth is, I do too
But now I want to be free
From every mem'ry of you

So please, eventough it's hard
Let go of the thought of me
Don't lock yourself in a ward
Of false love; a hidden responsibility

I love you, I do, I still write poems for you
But I know there would never be a future for us two
So I'm letting go, don't try and stop me
Let go of my hand, I want to be free

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