Break Up Poetry

What you see

Is what you get

So turn your head

Without regret

Don’t follow me

Or troll my posts

Forget my words

Forget the ghosts

Ignore my voice

Erase my face

From memories

It’s wasted space

You’re better off

Or so I’ve heard

To bring me up

Is quite absurd

In daily speak

or nightly dream

You chose your side

You chose your team

The future’s bright

To those who see

You’ll make it there

You’re free of ‘me’

but also know

I’ll make it, too

Embracing life

I’m free of ‘you’




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