Will keep up an act
To make the day to day bearable
With the last poem
I said goodbye
I haven’t told you this
The poem the only proof
Maybe you’ll never know
But it’s important to me
Free from this weight
My displeasure sorted
No guilt in my disgust
Although it will not be known
By my own choice
Kept from you per say
Not a secret in reality
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