Teach me the talent of forgetfulness,
As you're turning out,
Remove all the pictures.
Occasionally it oppress me,
And it brings me about to cry.
Just take off out of my heart,
I thought you were mine,
So what did I inquire for?
You were my expectation in my life,
So what if this planet is not mine?
I guess so,
I have you.
But just understood from you,
Even if there is devotion,
You'll be betrayed.
~ Mery Ruaid
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Poetrypoetry is not a turning loose of emotions , but an escape from emotion ; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality . But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from...
