
In this pain,
there is healing,
wounds aches
yet its superficial,
everything will soon dry,
like this tears and blood,
words spoken will soon be forgotten,
like this love
that;s always spoken.
for in broken heart
there comes a new one,
unlike this life we had.
there is healing,
wounds aches
yet its superficial,
everything will soon dry,
like this tears and blood,
words spoken will soon be forgotten,
like this love
that;s always spoken.
for in broken heart
there comes a new one,
unlike this life we had.

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