This time,
I wish not to
harm myself-
for I’ve had enough
of the tears,
swollen eyelids
and the quiet beating
of my heart.
this time,
I’m turning my emotions
into arrows,shovels, and
brooms.
as they pierce,
dig out and sweep off
all the doubt you
left on my forehead..
your absence
has enlightened me,
like your presence once did.
you taught me both lessons;

I could live with you,
I could live without you..

but this time,
I make the choice

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