Logging my memories
Within the past
Time is coming at me
At a pace far too fast.
Ends are tied
I'm saying goodbyes
Righting my few wrongs
Undoing my final lies.
Letters written
And then torn apart
Saying farewell with a smile
Resting my heart.
No more facades
No more pretend games
No more throwing the lasso
Wild hearts remain untamed.
No dirt to cover
Just ashes to throw
In different directions
This is the world I know.
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