You were a drug
That I had to quit
A link to a life
That couldn’t exist.

A lifeline that ceased to function fine
A sickening habit, mentally making me laugh and cry,
As I exorcise myself of our shared hopes,

My rotten box of dreams
Still exists
True strength and paths can only be shown,
Once I set us alight and let the
ash and ember fly.


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