I once swam inside your being,
Focused so close I wasn't seeing,
So upon leaving I left myself,
Or at least a portion on a notch of your belt,
I'd like to call it my donation,
To the not-for-profit for sensation,
You taught me the most important lesson,
That love can be used as a weapon,
So I attempt to use it for only peace,
In hopes that one day this hate will cease,
For lying never helped a little boy,
Who found a wolf to engulf his joy,
I've since moved on to greener pastures,
Where every monster has his captor,
I now live the life I love to lead,
And lead the livers to love with me.
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