Through terrible times I have been
And horrible things I have seen
Hurtful tells I've been told
I'm tougher, I thought I'd fold
Once or twice I've cried my eyes
Its harder as I was told no lies
The truth was really hard to hear
But at least it was all sincere
There was no spite, there was no malice
Her love for me was poured out of her chalice
Her feelings for me had vanished, they'd gone
I'm getting better, I'm moving on
My future is bright, I know, I see
My Angels told me that now I'm free
I'll meet someone thats perfect for me
Have a good life, and live happily.
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Wonderful sentiments from a wounded man fast healing.