mind contours ....

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Leaving...letting go...

slowly...unwilling .....

there is.....

one part gone...

the whole a shaken core....

to be bygones in pieces...

till it is a shadow....

in the sombre wind ...

left helpless...

.

Slowly.....quietly. ...

leaving but letting wild...

the imaginations....

that rush into the contours....

of mind origami folds...

wrapping one on the other...

it is to be forever. ...

a shapeless shape....

corners sharpened in pain....

forming into a concrete image.....

a believed form....

an existing inner belief...

delivered and sealed....

with great zeal....

to the knot of memories....

.

Whence it would be.....

slowly be.....

letting it go but desperate to alight...

a thousand fires...

from a single angered match...

melting burning all in it's path...

or a glass house...

to let crash splinter....

break into a thousand of pieces...

shattering mirrors of you...me...

.

None no more...

slowly letting go....

but setting free....

to silently grieve...

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