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Letting Go Michael DiTommaso Letting you go Is so close To letting go of my skin That the two thoughts --In my head-Are inseperable And yet, for you To drop me was To drop a hot potato Sad though you were To lose a perfectly good potato You no longer had to deal With the burn With the pain With the stress That I brought into your life Because for you Things can’t stay the same You let go of the past Each memory a grain of sand Falling between your fingers And you’re only too happy To splay your hand just a bit wider And forget the world And does that make me wrong To cling to the floatsome That was once our relationship And is now just so much rubble Slowly sinking to the depths Because for me, letting go of you Is like letting go of my skin And that’s not just hard That’s impossible Were I a man to tip the bottle

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Centripetal Volume 12 Issue 1  

Volume 12 Issue 1--Fall 2010