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She is Poison
Left as an ember of soul
Fire scorched anger in mind
Knowing only the pain of loss
Passions broken , cast aside
Forgotten
Baking in remorse of spirit
Lacking such vision as to be free
Eyes downcast into the dirt
Blindly following a path
Lost
Wasting breath on hatred
Corrupting the essence of love
Hostage held in the black of your hell
I’ll not know your demon
I’ll pass
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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