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Free verse № 46762

Toast to my formal self

Member since 2003 · Posted 9 Apr 2003 · 0 comments

With all those thoughts I've left behind I'm putting to death, no remorse what's pushed inside With a toast I sigh I'm sealing the fate of this weight, what's left has died Goodbye to this child Taking a piece of a promise that's left for mine You'll see my eyes start to dry My loose ends are tied...I see the day bring light Kill the day and fill me, break my past renew me Lift up my head, I'm weary Strip my thoughts and I'll... Kill this day, now fill me Bleed out my wounds, Bleed out my wounds And break free to shed cocoons My second taste of you is the end All I need to breathe anew All those ways to choke my neck I'm turning my back on those hopeless, failed attempts I see my breath bringing a place that's so long been past as left But now I know what's next I'm sealing the fate of my selfish existence Pushing on with life from death, no questions left I'm giving my life, no less

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