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Pulse your fingertips through the water
Forget about the finer things in life
Slash the ancient memories to pieces
And move on, as not to forget
The blood-stained corpse you left behind
The corpse that one had life,
Now floats in an empty stream
Dry of the life that once was
Repeat the past mistakes in a different way
So as not to forgive what is unforgivable
Turn the flower in your hand and walk..
Walk on.
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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