Saturday, May 19, 2012

Leave

You bruise and scrape
Have an ability to hate
But these I leave behind
Go forth to free my mind
Of the hold you have
You take this sad
For you get to keep it
With you I leave it
I get to go on
I get a new dawn
These things I leave behind
These words for you to remind
Of how you had a hold
Of how you can stay cold

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