I say to myself
Let it break
Let it go
But, hold on...
Maybe it was already broken
Maybe it was already gone
Then why so sad?
Why shed a tear?
I'll just turn my back
And slowly walk away
This is just another part of my story
About love's faded glory
I'll put an end to it
So, let it be...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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