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It is what it is.
Oh daughter, How I feel your pain!
As I watch your eyes weep silver rain.
The cracks in your heart
are doors for the light.
You are a warrior
and will win this fight.
All that coward can do is defend and attack
The light you saw in his eyes was your own
reflecting back.
He took your hand
and swallowed your heart
and left you a shell of your former self
walking worlds apart.
You must master the art of letting go!
He is no one to love and no one to know.
There's nothing there
zero to show...
Not a care.
What a fool of man he is!
to deny your love
and turn away from your kiss.
It is what it is.
it paves the way for sheer bliss.
For one day you will thank the Gods that
you were always yours and never his.
As I watch your eyes weep silver rain.
The cracks in your heart
are doors for the light.
You are a warrior
and will win this fight.
All that coward can do is defend and attack
The light you saw in his eyes was your own
reflecting back.
He took your hand
and swallowed your heart
and left you a shell of your former self
walking worlds apart.
You must master the art of letting go!
He is no one to love and no one to know.
There's nothing there
zero to show...
Not a care.
What a fool of man he is!
to deny your love
and turn away from your kiss.
It is what it is.
it paves the way for sheer bliss.
For one day you will thank the Gods that
you were always yours and never his.
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