Holding on hurts.
The past is a road of troubles.
I just need to let go, before it gets worse.
Just let go of all the struggles.
The road can lead to a clearer view.
Hopefully I will be happy.
I'm starting to move on; I think I'll pull through.
Finally, I've found someone who may actually love me.
Holding on hurts more than letting go.
Breakups will pass.
There is more out there is what I now know.
If I let go, I'll find a love that will last.
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