Don't mourn what is lost, for it was gifted to you by fate.
Let if fall into your past, and return to it's birthing place.
Walk onwards with closure, in faith lies your strength.
Nothing yours is ever stolen, but only that which is meant.
Don't mourn what is lost, for it was gifted to you by fate.
Let if fall into your past, and return to it's birthing place.
Walk onwards with closure, in faith lies your strength.
Nothing yours is ever stolen, but only that which is meant.