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132 · Jan 28
The Art of Letting Go
I had once held her in my arms,
I was at my point, happiest man,
she loves for who I am and I loved her too,
I kissed her under the bright stars and beautiful moon
On the night of cold January,  I was alone
And heartbroken,
She left
begged after begged,  she strays further,
Time after time I realized that the true form
of love is to LET GO.
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72 · May 2024
HOME
I've always stumble finding my HOME,
   until you came, dissipate all the pain and heartache
   You show me what it feels like to be loved
      and you love me for who I am
        Emotional bonding and connection I establish
      mistakes upon mistakes until I took you for granted
     You left home and now I'm alone

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