Unless you keep it alive,
In your mind,
Until the day you die,
And as those things compile inside,
Pushing to find their way out,
Grappling with each other,
And fracasing about,
It becomes clear the need to let go,
As so many have said in the past,
And if that means destroying who you are,
It's worth it if it means that you will last,
To be alright,
To live to fight another day,
To look yourself in the mirror,
And say it's going to be okay.
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