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My heart is willing
to go on without you.
My mind is ready
for the possibility that you'll find another.
My eyes are prepared
to not cry a single tear when that time comes.
My ears are open,
even if I do not want to hear the sound of her voice.
My hands are set
to leave yours
My feet are sure to not run
no matter how much I need to escape the pain of your leaving.
My head is not going to drop.
I will hold my head high to keep my pride.
My conscious is telling me to stop denying,
but my heart is willing,
and I'm ready to move on.
to go on without you.
My mind is ready
for the possibility that you'll find another.
My eyes are prepared
to not cry a single tear when that time comes.
My ears are open,
even if I do not want to hear the sound of her voice.
My hands are set
to leave yours
My feet are sure to not run
no matter how much I need to escape the pain of your leaving.
My head is not going to drop.
I will hold my head high to keep my pride.
My conscious is telling me to stop denying,
but my heart is willing,
and I'm ready to move on.
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