Still all four wisdom teeth
still holding a few baby teeth
hard letting go...
throb awaken me
pounds beating
so tired, I could not sleep
artificial problems
spilling in my long distant future
waiting until that time to come
forgetting every words you ever said
they are just words
they mean nothing
but to me, they are everything
they are you, part of you
that I must hold on to
because If anything should happen
I have something to hold on to
I should be stronger now
I must try
I feel it in my bone
is time to let it go
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