Getting hurt sucks, but it makes you grow.
This river runs deep,
straight through my heart,
sometimes I wonder,
why’d we even start.
The tears that I’ve cried,
have filled it all the way,
my broken heart fell apart,
but I’ll be okay.
This rivers made me stronger,
like the current or the tide,
now my hearts upon the shore,
with nothing left to hide.
i thank you kindly,
the storm that made me cry,
you’ve made me stronger,
but why’d you have to lie.
The rivers drying up,
what are you to do,
no matter what you try,
the storm stays through.
As a rock among the shore,
storms dont bother me,
I’ll take some time,
but trust me and you’ll see.
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