by
Abryana
 ere I go.
I'm letting go. The thing of the past is no more than a grain
of sand in the beach of life. I decided, that I am finished.
With the hurt of a while ago. And no that it's gone my chain
has been broken, I? set free. I let go and, ha, look what happened.
I can be me again. No more lonely nights, no more emotional fights
it's gone. Yeah, that's right, I let go!!! |
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