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One of these days,

I know I’ll move on.

But I fear I won’t go far

because you hold a string

still latched to my heart.

 

One of these days,

I’ll find reasons to smile,

to dream and love life again.

But I know this’ll all be in vain,

because my soul will still yearn for your rain.

 

One of these days,

somehow I know I’ll be free,

that I would be without your shadow haunting me.

But is this even a possibility,

when you still hold a piece of me?