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Feb 2016
I only try to be
Not become
Change the way I need
Or the things I want
The best that I can be
Is free from expectations
My cup is empty
When the wine is being poured

Letting go is the hardest part
So I never really did
I just sleep whenever I can
Holding on makes a soul grow tired

Trade this water
For the wine
This honey for bitter poison
And hold on
to let go
Be what I can
If I never understand
And really then thats all I am
I let go
to hold on

Letting go
Is the hardest part
I never really could
But I know that I should
Its over

Its over

My cup is empty
And whatever flows
Comes and goes
And no one knows
Its so much

Its so much
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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