Breaking the habit

Old habits die hard

And bitterness is fruitless

Jealousy is a sacred sin

That will shred your world and soul

Misunderstood reasons hurt most of all

I know you and you know me not

This struggle continues to worsen


Selfishness is gleaming

Obsessions make all dark

The journeys over rainbows

Masking our real paths

The grip on my heart is binding

I thought I’d cut you free

But words still hurt and your regret is distant

The End

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