this is where i leave you
kiss this fear. die, no clues
don't ask why. you'll see through
not immediately will you know
because absence makes the heart grow
zero presence. this would be the last of me
the last words that will come out of me
until i wake up again and fill this pad
or maybe bring out a pen or say it out loud
this is where i leave you
dont try and come looking
for i have left for a reason
for me its not the end
but looking for the right season
I leave you with words
cause im so full of it
sometimes i consider to burn
the pieces where i've written it
I'd rather leave and not live in this structure of imperfection
but i would love to live to see the madness leave and live in perfection
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