At the Tail End of Enough
i give myself permission to walk away
why display when my heart is in disarray
the delay causes me to slowly decay
why put my life on hold
for an icy maiden who wears her moniker so bold
even when it is damp and mercilessly cold,
an effortlessly careless spirit will surely unfold
i give myself permission to simply let it be
clarity and its colors i now more therapeutically see
crystalline, rhythmic patterns are surprisingly refreshing to me
i reckon this is what a vast majority experience when truly feeling free
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