lines of sonnets

I'll throw you out like a used utensil

never remember our times

erase you like a sketch done in pencil

very slowly rune my eraser across every little line

eloquently forget to talk of any words of you ever cross my mouth

retain all things as my mind erases you this time

metaphysically informatively  wondering about

ever the way to know my beliefs are only mine

To love yet to you'll understand why

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the undercurrents of the sea

know I have my boundaries

I bite my tongue this one request

restore me to when I was once my best

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the one at the highest

an asking or prayer

to give gentle leeway

of water and air

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The birth of an ending

to begin to begin

to love myself

and others again