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Blanket warmth in the green of her eyes
Unforgettable
Moist words knotted in tongue ties
Regrettable
Sway of hips walking away, my mind cries
Incredible
Another lost lover with someone lies
I try to forget...I try
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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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