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This Red swelling heart
tastes Loves bitter tear
and pains crimson Knife
Tempest of loss
as the Lions share
bleeds inches of flesh
and Ices my soul
I Walk alone now
Lifes Shirtsleeve stained
with bitter loves Liquor
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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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