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Apr 2020
Letting go,
whilst my heart is still bleeding in your palms.

I can feel it,
Beating.

My tears tear holes in this paper
My hands dig deep in this skin

Letting go,
But I still love you

Forgive me, please

I just had to learn how to love me too.
_lapoetry__
Written by
LA
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     Bogdan Dragos and ---
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