Goodbye
There I crouched,
huddled in a ball,
doing my best to drown
out the ensuing shouts.
My heart broken,
my once secure family shattered.
A victim of statistics
is what I’ve become.
Goodbye tears, goodbye pain.
I do all I can
to leave behind my past.
Let me find my own wings!
My old me you’ll never again see.
So you hurt me once,
but not again.
You dealt me a Judas kiss,
you won’t count it twice.
Goodbye tears, goodbye pain.
Goodbye love, goodbye shame.
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