It is true that I am tied to you.
but bound by bone, I am not.
You have not pierced through my marrow
Nor crept up my blood stream
You have yet to purge into my lungs
I do not inhale you.
There is no you, residing in me
It is true that you’ve got me tethered
But into my bones, you have not seeped
Steadfast and true
I will rid myself of you
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