Pick up the pieces
Don't feel regret
When love is gone
A new one will arise
It may hard to swallow
The heartaches grow within
Like many knives piercing through
The out of breath the unwillingness to let go
Pick up the pieces
The mind will accept
In time it will be a footprint
Of pursuing mistake
One fish escapes from the bait
It isn't the end of catching fishes
There will many more in life
Pick up the pieces and move on
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