My hand hangs low,
The past is here to claim,
My life has to go,
As I feel like I will never be the same.
I remember every tear,
So vividly running down my face,
Every moment of it I still fear,
But I don't ever want to embrace.
I can't think this is easy,
To relive the past events,
My shallow heart is clumsy,
Happiness they prevent.
I'd give it all,
For this March to be new,
To for once not fall,
If only I had you.
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