goodbyes are easier
when theres no lies,
nobody is lying.
when theres no lose ends
to tye up,
cuz youve left nothing
untied.
a shell identity
they gave to me,
i yearn to defy.
agitated everytime
i see myself walk
within the lines.
moving, always trying
to work within
my own confines-
let something slip,
and see how much
not a problem
it is.
i would climb mountains
for those lips,
i dont just would
but i do...
the ease with which
we know ourselves,
unfortunately,
something new.
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