By Jane Rain
Date: 2017 Mar 06
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So Long

So long
to quiet comforts
and all things good.
I've met with an old friend
who I'd rather ignore.
I guess it was time.

I've been shattered too often.
Pieces start to go missing.
In the grand scheme of life
they seem superfluous,
but without them
I will never truly be whole again.

I won't hold my breath for a
hello or goodbye any more.
Fact is fiction
and I'm the bad guy.
I've dealt with this for
so long.