Mantra for the ages

I refused to write yet another poem about what was always bound to break. But when heartbreak anaesthesia clogs the liver and the bile scratches the throat at the mention of your name then like a cancer I had carve out the memory of us all the same.

Cut from a different cloth but always with the same dusty fabric, when anger acclamates like an old friend it's harder to kick the habit.

Sins of the father
A heritage of second generation rejection
I AM my mother

A bitter taste like salt water
You give life and take it away
So here I am, willingly enslaved by how the tide may sway

Trying to make sense if why he left me
Why he left us
I become a martyr of failed second chances
Slow dancing with a lie
A connoisseur of fleeting romances

I refused to write another poem about what was always bound to break
But I had go purge you from my skin and into these pages
Love and loss a mantra for the ages

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