When I was a little kid, I fell from a tree
But I managed to hold on to a branch
I was up there for a long time and waited
The silence, the pain in my arms,
the blood pumping in my ears and then I fell
Couldn't remember what happened when I hit the ground
All I could remember was the agony of holding on
and the wonderful feeling of letting go

Sometimes, it's not easy to forgive and forget
because seeing the person who hurt you means..
scratching the scar and letting it bleed once more

Being a "third party" doesn't always mean
you always ruin a relationship
But you're also helping those people involved
realize that they are not meant for each other

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