When does the begining end, and where do the unforgotten reside

So cold and bitter is the taste of revenge

Isolated in a frame of mind unknown

Confusing flushes my thoughts, am I alone?

Resent not what I dont have, but what I let go

Silence breaks my fall of innocence

A smirk fills the corner of my lips,, cause I know

The End

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