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The good the bad the mistakes and good works the things I dropped
I let them go.

Those I let slip the ones I shunned and the ones I lusted after
tearing open my chest offering up my heart as a token
I let that go.

She who gave me life then tried to cripple me
a desperate need for love making her unlovable
I let her go.

He who withheld his embrace and talked to me but little
who could not understand the alien child of his making
I let him go.

The ones I wanted who did not want me
the ones who needed me most and whom I neglected
I let them go.

The reasons I fashioned to excuse myself
the stratagems I directed to recuse myself
the mechanisms I used to ensnare myself
I let them go.

I cannot hold these things within myself any longer
I let it all go and I am free.