It's time to let it go.
The racing heart,
The blood-red face,
The happy, "fluttery" feeling,
That crazy longing pang,
It's time to let it go...
'Cause love won't work for me.
It's time to let it go.
The burning anger,
The "I Hate You"s,
The clenching my fists,
And bottling it up inside,
It's time to let it go...
'Cause hate won't work for me.
I gotta let 'em go,
Gotta find my inbetween,
My center,
My median,
My home between extremes,
It's time to let it go...
And live my life where it's best for me.
Author notes
Well, to make a long story short, I kinda had a big screw up concerning so called "teen love" the day I wrote this, and I got really, terribly angry at someone that day too. So, just kinda mushing the feelings together on freewrite got me this.
How could I have darkened the last part? I meant it to be semi dark.
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cool
i like itlanguage: 2, rhythm: 3, subject: 4, tone: 3, form: 2.
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