Thy hurt you I know, you hate them yes.
You hold dee past against them.
the day never passes by without hate.
I say l..e..t..it.. go, let go of anger and live your life.
Thy brought so much that,
you couldn't let it go, pain, the torture,
of being unhappy.
But, I stand to say Life Goes On.
One minute they love you.
one minute they don't.
the second they here,
the next they are gone, live you with the shallowed empty space inside you.
Yet you never, ever find a minute.
second neither an hour that you'll,
ever see them smilling at you.
but you still hold the anger.
Against them though they gone.
Let it go, let it pass,
because, there is so much that is waitin' for you.
Life Goes On.
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