instead of
leaving, you sit,
you endure,
you break every
promise you've
ever made to your
self to never
stay when you
get bored, but
you're slipping,
you're off your
game with this
one. and you shake
your head, you
swallow, you
take another bite
another drink,
and it comes to
you slowly that
you're not
leading or living
when you follow.
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