Photograph

Throw the photograph in the fire.
Watch it burn.
Let the past melt away.
Let the wheels of time turn.
Let them heel your wounds.
Don’t look back.
It’s better this way.
I promise it won’t always be so black.
Just stay strong.
Throw that photograph in the fire.
Watch the devil open his mouth and suck it in.
The past stays in the past.
In the end you’ll always win.