To Let Go

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How easy it must be
but nothing ever ends without pain
and heartbreak, to tear you apart.
Like it had me, in pieces over hopeless
devotion because love is the sweetest notion.

Creeping up on you with symptoms,
the butterflies and smiles. Never let
the shakes fool you, it is their job to
blind anyone in its path.

The prettiest of things are deadly,
cunning, most full of charm.
It may force a crack in your armour
in its glory and steel.

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