thank you for releasing me jace
you knew i would not be strong enough
to let go myself
part of me , even now
wonders if you'll come running back
sprinting into my arms
declaring your desire to proceed
but your heavy footsteps on the stairs are absent
and your messy brown hair
and woeful eyes
are nowhere to be seen
thank you for making the final incision
for i would not have the strength
to make the final cut , my love
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
