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processing thoughts of

possibly

leaving you

leaving this unhappy

fortress

that I am held captive

in

pathetically feeling

sorry

for the pain I'm about

to put you through

though

not forgetting the pain

that you put me through

everyday

every year

every minute

processing emotions as they

flow through me

as

I pack all what I know

venturing out into the

world that you have

protected me from

but

you couldn't protect me from

you

processing the sadness

the hurt

the pain

the tears

the deep lump in my throat

the profound

perception that it's about to be

over

I'm about to be free

I'm about to be able to

be me

processing how much I can't feel

anything anymore anywhere

'cause the

anguish

is just too much