YOU SEE
You see
People are bound to get hurt
Some way or another
Sooner or later
Today or tomorrow
And you see
People also tend to hold on
Hold onto something gold
Desperately
For the sake of memories
But the thing is
Like butterfly
No matter how beautiful
No matter how spectacular it is
You need to let it free
Because you see
Rarely on our lives
We get what we wish for
Because we know that
We can’t hold on forever
Because sometimes
It’s holding on that that makes
us weak


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