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Piece by Piece (Pint-Sized Poem #22)
Piece by piece I'm letting you go.
The figments.
The lies
The stories you told.
Not holding onto one single strand.
Unraveling your mask like a spool of thread.
So do not think I'm holding on because there's nothing stable to grasp.
Everything you said, did and told me was a lie.
So I'm letting you go from the very first lie.
To the last one you told.
Breaking. . .
Leaving. . .
Moving on. . .
Not until every piece of you is gone.
The figments.
The lies
The stories you told.
Not holding onto one single strand.
Unraveling your mask like a spool of thread.
So do not think I'm holding on because there's nothing stable to grasp.
Everything you said, did and told me was a lie.
So I'm letting you go from the very first lie.
To the last one you told.
Breaking. . .
Leaving. . .
Moving on. . .
Not until every piece of you is gone.
Published 3rd Apr 2012
| Edited 15th Sep 2017
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