i remember your promises,
your whispers.
they shook me.
how is it i let it go so long?
you promised me
it would be over
sooner than later,
that i would not
suffer for you.
you would suffer in my place.
i know, it's not the way
these things go.
too bad you
were the one who let me go.
even through your promises.
i'm still shaking.
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