a weight has been lifted, a new life begins.
one without the reminders of past lives and sins.
you've pushed me too far, and way past the edge.
my memories of you placed in well labeled bins.
bins to be stored and stacked and piled
possibly never to reconcile.
night after night my will was reduced.
until i was left with just a stool and a noose.
you'll do this no more.
i'll see to that right.
this feeling of blackness, and venom, and spite.
enough of your antics, your drama, your twisted truths.
I choose life.
I choose life.
I choose life.
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