making spaceA Poem by pressedflowers
trying to make space in this crowded room
move some things around put some back where they belong how to decide what to keep and what to throw away (holding on and letting go) I let you in without realizing the cost forsake my sanity my wellbeing just to avoid another loss the irony is not lost (holding on and letting go) open all the windows so I can freeze you out
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