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I take no Solace in this
Bottle of wine at my feet, empty
Knowing I have caused you pain
Ears ring with your screams
I hold this love in my heart
Pouring from your ripped emotions, like warm Merlot
Statue of venus that you are
Missing your arms for they hold me
Captive
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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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