When the loss is more than gain,
When the joy is drowned by pain,
Let go of her hand and let go of her,
And your wound will be mourned by the rain.
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Leaving
When the loss is more than gain,
When the joy is drowned by pain,
Let go of her hand and let go of her,
And your wound will be mourned by the rain.
