Letting Go

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I find myself in a waking realization,

Away went the sadness and the sinning temptations.

The more I don’t think, the more I forget,

You told me I couldn’t, and yet look what I did.

 

The bags under my eyes are slowly disappearing,

Along with every other stupid feeling.

I no longer have the urge to talk,

I’m closing our door and turning the lock.

Our love was like the cycle of skies,

When it got dark, I found myself wanting to die.

 

Pick up your tears and your doubts,

Time is running out.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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