Depuration
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Tattoo fades under laser
Pencil loses to eraser
Stubble cropped by razor
But I cannot get rid of you
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Silence follows a slap
Mouse removed by the trap
Water stopped at the tap
But I cannot get rid of you
~~~
Analgesics for the pain
Learned minds to explain
Therapy for the brain
But I cannot get rid of you
~~~
Intermission gives pause
Illegal defined by laws
Sudden stop to every fall
But I cannot get rid of you
~~~
Soap washes away dirt
Love never spoken curt
Time should heal the hurt
But I cannot get rid of you
~~~
I will live with the tears
Rue the spending of years
Carry on with my fears
Because I cannot get rid of you
~~~
commonsensiblyspeaking 
Poignant and melancholy! ❤ this!
Thanks sis!
Just can’t quite shake you
Right…!
Some people you’re just not meant to get rid of
just like a bad habit…
by the way, had to look up the meaning of depuration 🙂
Don’t worry, so did I…
👍
A poem to visualise clearly the ideas that you have presented, being things that end, like a fall, when you hit the ground. Very well said, although I say that it is better to get rid than being gotten rid of, it’s all a matter of perspective. We all get rid of things either voluntarily or simply by the laws of nature or by someone else’s will to go. We must accept the history that we are living and making. But your words are beautiful and direct my friend, great work. Take good care,
F.
Thank you brother!
My pleasure my brother!
Poignant and beautifully written! Love this one!! Some people just ink their way into our hearts.
Well said, Kristian! Thank you!