Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Ivan B

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It's not the place you came from

It's where your heart is placed in

Every rose that grew up never picked out their vases

The past is just a string, I used to say, "Just let it go"

'Til you look inside the mirror and see everything you've sown

These the pages of my past; pieces I made peace with

You feel better forgetting

You're better off if you keep them

Trust me, I get it, "Why hold the things that have broke you?"

When you don't learn from your past is when it starts to control you