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These angry words don't belong to me
they are yours, my friend- 
and every driving force behind 
this rage.
And I would thank you for the attitude
but that belongs to me,
I am different today- and though
this is no business of yours
I accept that there are some things
that are better left behind...

This canvas is crumbling- 
The colors fade before the brush
touches the fabric - and it too
will be left behind, there is no story
left to tell- no artist left to 
gaze in admiration of his work...
and no one willing to listen 
to a truth that they don't want to hear...

I must tell you now, 
I didn't account for you.

And this avalanche of probability 
has given me incentive, and despite
the fact that you remain, slowly
growing out of this quiet existence,
my dreams will no longer support you- 
And I cannot carry on, dragging this lie
behind me like thoughts left unsaid...
I can't hold this secret anymore.

This means so much to me - 
This changes everything.