it’s nothing personal

20 Feb

it’s nothing personal, i thought

just a casual sacrament

given on an off day

love is an advertising campaign

i thought i knew it all along

it’s nothing personal

just a fading journal log

it seems as though i am more than myself

everything was decided long ago

but to what i agreed

i don’t know

death is but a crown

a grim gathering of those

who would think of their own demise

but it’s nothing personal, i thought

we are but puzzle pieces

scattered about a child’s floor

 

 

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