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There's pain in these words
and I know this will hurt.
Sometimes things fall apart
and we don't know why.
(I don't know why...)
It's hard to let a good thing go.
Let's take a deep breath,
breathe out real slow.
And allow the process to begin.
This mourning seems to never end.
It will all come around,
eventually you'll be unbound.
The chains will fall,
and you can stand up tall.
There will be beauty after all.
A new story's begining
comes from another's end.
And one day these broken hearts will mend.