This Love
This love,
that's breaking me down.
The names i've been called,
the hurtful things you say.
This love,
the one haunting me.
Why can't i just let you go?
Erase you from my memory.
You're no longer needed here.
The bruises or mental scars.
The evidence fades away,
however the pain lingers.
Someday i know it'll all be okay,
and the days we spent laughing will all be burried away.
I'll smile again and feel free.
Free from worry and free from you!
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