Wash the dirt from you hands
Forget all your revengeful plans
Cut the line that ties you to the past
Forget the wrongs that had to last
Step through the liquid, glass veil
To a mindstate where pain does not prevail
Good memories shall be enshrined
Spirits thrive and intertwine
Thoughts are free of obscurity
Minds work with togetherness and purity
Reach clarity that is unsurpassed
As you break free from the dead hand of the past
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~*Poetry*~
Yeah, say whatever you want, I really don't care anymore...
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