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Don't ever love her.
Don't touch her.
Don't stare at her.

Because, even her gaze,

can break your heart too.

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Crashing waves on the shore

Your hand laced through mine

At that moment the sea was ours

We walked right into it

But as dusk fell, so did our love

And, the waves crashed through us.

Our love.

Drowned us with jealousy and lust.

Plagued us with fear of the past.

Our hands fell apart.

But, first,

Our lungs were filled with the venom of heartbreak.

The waves crashed on.

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