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I let go begrudginly,
attempting to lean on faith
so that I may be guided
in the right direction.

During my introspection,
I find a vise clutching
fast to a vision of you
and me, what I wished
to be.

Despite my honesty,
an apparition is what
you became to me -
a once clear image,
but now, nowhere
to be seen.

So into faith I lean,
for strength and help
to release the dream
the way a lover of nature
releases the beautiful
butterfly.

So fly to the sky,
beyond my eyes and far
from my sighs and
away from the mask
that hides the truth
buried in my mind.

Even with time
and patience, I know
that somewhere
I still will hold
a piece of the picture
painted inside,
though I've tried
to erase it.

I can't.