no coming back for anything
you may have left behind
the memories are stuck with me
don't be surprised if I send them in a letter
maybe when they're eating you
I'll feel a whole lot better
don't you dare cross the line
into my broken mind
the damage has been done
I can clean it up on my own
I'm already used to being alone
Here is your letter of eviction
a two week notice
just leave me to pick myself up
because everytime
you walk back into my life
you leave a little more heartache behind
I packed for you
every poem about you
every smile I can recall
everytime you caught my fall
the memories
are stuck on me
but I can't have your face
painted on my dreams
I just can't take it
So leave.
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