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Paths

Winding roads

flow through my

mind.

Each one, saying

"Pick me!"

Which one to

choose?

Then, it all flies

away

far, far, far away.



My mind goes blank,

now nothing to decide.

Is it harder or easier?

Complicated or simple?



All throughout these games,

my head is still

stuck on you

almost like glue.



Which path to take,

should I forget it all?

Forget you?



I feel distant,

you've crept away

like a mouse

taking a different

passage.

A different choice.



Where does this leave me?

Stranded.

Alone.

Abandoned.

Nowhere to go.



Now, it's time.

To take my path,

make my decision.

You've made yours.

My turn to walk away.



Tip, Tap, Tatter

shoes taking me

away as I

try as hard

as I can

not

to look

back

into

your lit up

brown

eyes.





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