There is no pain now, only a numbness...
There are no tears now, just a sadness...
There is no anger now, but some unrest...
There is no hatred now, but some regret...
There is no heartbreak now, just a dull ache...
There is no bitterness now, just a sour taste in the mouth...
I can assure you...I've forgiven and forgotten,
You can be at ease, I have 'buried the hatchet.'
You've got your new life and I've gone on with mine -
It's ancient history now, water under the bridge...
I've only one question for you...
How are the children?
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