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Moving On

The harsh hardens quickly
The weakness turns sickly
Pale poured on thickly
to disgust and disguise.
The pressure increases
As passion decreases
A clenched fist releases
with reluctant goodbyes.
Now sailing on slowly
Lulls rocking the lonely
The wide open only
the haunt of Your eyes.

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About Rebecca Ahn

Writer. Producer. Editor. Warrior. And one Tough Cookie!

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