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Our carrion
Letting go, is there anything harder in this world?
I don’t think so.
Consequences mar my mind
My heart researches every word
Until I must repeat it one more time.
I observed your hunting trap, amongst the grass
I recalled your laugh
Something just wasn’t right
All these compressed apprehensions
Are the worries that I must no longer fight.
They are like hounds,
Sniffing around our carrion
The pieces that were left, the parts unfinished.
I must leave them, in their slow decay
But I know, when life feels a little grey
I’ll look back on our love
I’ll remember this day.
as long as you look back on things without regret or longing... then it's ok... but don't hold onto memories if they cause too much pain...
at least these things are not worries you no long have to fight... good.
keep grinnin and keep lookin to whatever sets you free to keep yourself happy