The art of losing is not hard to learn
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To lose, forget, and leave behind
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Forget one moment, never to return
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Surreptitiously declined.
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The first cut is the deepest, so they say,
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The anger of an anxious mind
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Once acquainted with this constant loss
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It leaves you without clues behind
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I lost the reason, lost the thought,
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lost the sense it almost got
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forgot the reason why to yearn;
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accepting to unlearn.
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Down, down we glide
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Downgrade our inner pride
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Down, down the spiral
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To our denial...
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A million memories quietly steal away
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Without us knowing they are gone
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All they leave us is a BLEARY sense
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That something totally went wrong
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T.O O.UR D.Enial
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| Evereve |
