Day 3

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July 3, 2017

Don't say "sorry,"
For something that was never your fault.

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All the lies and pain I put us through,
Just know that it was me, not you.

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The burst of a flower bud
Is much more majestic than
The slow fall of wilting petals.

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Colour, dark or brown or white,
Is only ever skin deep.

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The way we hold hands
Is more precious than a diamond.

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I don't remember which path led to you,
But I want to take it again.

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I don't remember what we talked about,
But that isn't important, for you see
I only care about the warmth
Your words instill in me.

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