Torn
Moving on is therapeutic it helps you understand
That everything you thought you had was just a castle made of sand.
I love how everything unfolds, no really im quit thrilled
Now I know I have to get passed this, I'd hate to live life unfulfilled
And right now I'm hurting in excruciating pain,
But how can I expect to grow without a little rain?
So here's my farewell to you, I swear after this im through
There's a lesson that has been learned, you can't play with fire and not epect to get burned
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