Use the love to guide you,
instead of grieve and tears.
Choose the love to lead you,
instead of following anger.
Bring the love back to life,
to cool down the volcano.
Release the love,
instead of the doomed thoughts.
You have to let go,
not ask for blood.
Revenge is sweet just on the surface,
but bitters as you process it.
Wrinkles of desperation will flatten,
if you start to love again.
Forgive even if you can’t,
we all are selfish at the end.
Fear only what you loose,
when you dive in the dark waters of hate.
If you change,
victory will be yours
and they will lose in unwitting.
These events kill our souls,
make us forget who we are,
part of us might die forever,
for nothing.
Dram will appear again,
if you deserve it.
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