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Complicated cancellation policy

I am a complicated cancellation policy:

You left me in the nest and flew free.
When my shell cracked I was too vulnerable 
For the world I had been resentfully pushed into.
I screeched for you back 
Until my beak rendered useless,
And then I saw you:
A glimpse of your midnight eyes was enough 
To refill my glass of hope,
A glass with a hole through the bottom 
Until you rested it upon your table.
I tried to bury you back in with the fork you supplied me with.

My contract is as long as your expression when you see it,
You reluctantly paste your signature at the foot of the page 
Once you fix your eyes on your small profit
That I mentioned, to submerge you back in to my ocean of despair -
You negotiate and agree to dip your foot in.
I've debated with myself and have the moon as a witness 
But as long as my heart no longer is a singular shoe,
I’ll be that jacket you wear once in a while;
The one that you secretly want to rid.

I started to sew my laces into worn out shoes - 
The left one’s sole had been lost along the way.
Confusion grew clouds infront of my eyes 
But I kept threading through;
Hole by hole, these laces had been here before, 
Their imprints are still visible but do not want to be disturbed.
I thread the last hole and forget how to tie a bow,
I hold the two lines of dirtied torn fabric and stare;
I can’t let go of them,
But they will never fit together like they once were.

My fixation for you is a honey locust;
It only bloomed when I gave it a river of tears to feed from, 
Only in the dark times of winter do its trees bring more colour, 
But when you remove it’s veil of leaves,
You face a trunk encrusted with thorns,
Yet through its coat of deterrence, honey still shows its face.

So I write you this contract,
It wears a mask of beauty and makes my eyes smile,
As I read on, my heart shuts its eyes - 
It can’t bear to see its long journey ahead;
A road with bright lights and dazzling night skies,
A road with a rugged terrain and distained stop signs.








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