The closing door.

You told me I was safe,

 then cut the string from which I dangled.

You said we'd mend the pieces,

as you silently shredded more.
You told me you had time

but your time had a limit.

  You told me to let go,

but by then I was gone.

I told you once the door would stay open,

but, now.... 

 it's already been closed. 


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