the art of letting go

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Everything started to fade away
The pictures you've painted for me has now turned gray
I will not hold you
Nor ask you to stay
For you'd still leave at the end of the day

So I stood there watching,
Unable to fight
As your sillhoutte gradually disappear along with the light
The scorching fire has consumed my everything
And here I was,
Left with nothing
The ashes have burried me beneath
Tears flow endlessly
Pain broke me down

I was forlorn...
I was alone...
Defenseless...
Wounded...

My heart was frozen
My soul has died
It was tragedy that I can never survive

This is an art that I've mastered

The art of letting go...

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