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I wake up, brush my teeth and wipe the sleep from my face.
Getting over you is getting easier.
I get dressed as best I can with my unusually slow pace.
Getting over you is getting easier.
I fix my hair, repair the wear, and start my car.
Getting past this is going quickly.
I repair the tear, sew it shut and protect my heart.
You can’t control me anymore.
It seems as though it was only yesterday when you told me to leave. Today I smile and try to hide my heart on my sleeve. You’ve broken all recollection of fear and torn all remembrance of pain. I feel you inside of my veins.
Never give up, Never Surrender.





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