Ending Words

I like to make poems out of the first or last lines of existing poems, this one seems interesting:

Odds
Even
Hand
Leaving
Can’t
Place
Forget
Erase
You
You

Original:

Everything is at odds
and nothing is even,
you grab me by the hand
to let me know you’re leaving.

Well I’m sorry but I just can’t.
I… feel way too tied to this place.

I wish I could just forget,
be able to erase…

Years I spent with you…
Years I spent with you…

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