It’s sad to see you walk away
I remember like it was yesterday
My joy, my pain, my strength my tears
I’m not the old me with some many fears
Where did she go
Will she ever come back
The old me is dead and that’s a matter of fact
She took with her pain and years of defeat
The old me is dead now I can sleep
Peace and strength, may that be the mantra for the new you!
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