RE-ENTRY

tissues on the floor are my trophies

like the snow that melted in patches

that kodee played with outside of my window

while I was trying to pack


now I can leave you behind.

a deep breath and you're gone.

my people, my love, and my life are still with me.

a lie can only stretch so far before it snaps.

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