Shackles
Sometimes we keep holding to the pasts
Hoping that we will never be hurt again
Allow few people ever to get to know us
Choosing to lock away our true personas
Knowing that we keep hurting ourselves
Learning to accept the pains of the past
Ensures that we can shape our futures
Sometimes we just have to let it go
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