Don’t let go easily of this
Healing hurts and the pain is a badge
Of honor or a scar of pride, who knows
Wrestle with the meaning of sad songs
And pick at the scabs
They shrink beyond your control and will
But disappear without any say from you
Just like when the music stops
Before you want it to
Everyone says 'move on'
But don't
If you're not ready to
Don’t leg go easily of this
It was worth it
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 12:32 AM UTC
Don’t let go easily of this
Healing hurts and the pain is a badge
Of honor or a scar of pride, who knows
Wrestle with the meaning of sad songs
And pick at the scabs
They shrink beyond your control and will
But disappear without any say from you
Just like when the music stops
Before you want it to
Everyone says 'move on'
But don't
If you're not ready to
Don’t leg go easily of this
It was worth it
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