i always assumed that
i would be able
to draw the line
at the next step
not realizing that
you walk around with
an eraser in your pocket,
just in case
and so i lost
and so i lost
in ways many more than one
i lost the battle
when you erased my line.
which meant
that i lost my conviction
in my own battle skills.
and finally i lost you
because i would rather hold on
to my tattered conviction
and draw new lines
than hold on to you.
among all these losses
is the little unmourned one
that i have no time for right now.
the loss of my grip
over my own heart
I gained:
Yug Zee Tah
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