Detoxing from You

chris/ February 19, 2000

How did I let it get there?
This I cannot know
Without breaking intent stare:
Learning to let go.
Hole renewed, I am not home,
Not with you or me.
Here I am, again, alone
Lost hurt and sappy.
I know that I brought me here
And now I must go.
Leave the old-school brand of fear
Let HP now show
Through me, to me, in my life
Where I was before

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