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
Labels: agony of holding on, letting go, love, pains in love
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