Goodbye, My dear

I loathe the fact that you're still breathing inside of me

I nearly ran away but you pulled me back without me realising it

And now the blame falls on me

It's all my fault, I didn't have to come back

It's not your fault you never wanted this

But it is your fault for making me believe

You didn't have to be a hypocrite 

Restrictions that you have put upon me 

Nearly emptied my mind and made me in to your puppet

But now I realise the time has come

Thus I will end this for the second time

This time I shall not feel alone

You might have spoken words but failed in actions

I don't need you, you are not an essential

Whatever you might think, I disagree

My dear,

This is the end

I'm proud to say that I'm just fine

Goodbye, my dearest,

For all that it was worth

I feel like I have finally grown up without you.

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[Whiskurz]

That last line sums up the whole poem.....Great write my friend....Whisk