The heart knows...
The cost of
everything...
Memories gather
Like foot soldiers
marching
A battle between the
mind and soul
Betrayal is an action
always wanting to be known
We have become these
moments lost
Your actions cannot
break me...
Your sins are not mine
to bare
They do not serve to
identify me
And they never will...
I will no longer feed
the emptiness you carry
I release myself from
you...
My goodness cannot be
taken...
Making this final act
one of simple kindness
For I lack the energy
to be cruel...
Your absence from me
will be a weight lifted
So please...
Save yourself the
trouble...
The dirty hands...
And the sweated
brow...
You will not dig a
grave for my heart
For it was you who
closed the door upon us...
Losing the key...
And I have now changed
the lock.
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2020
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