There’ve been weeks and there’ve been months when
Every move hurt, life was stagnant
Dragged it through, denied the truth

Now I look back, not knowing that
Girl I was following your back
Stretched the truth, couldn’t get through

So cut the cord, Joe
I’m ready to die and let you go, Joe
And say goodbye to part of me
That shared my life with you

Though you chose to go to distance
Kiss and go, then you’d be missed and
Crying the nights through, fearing the truth

Now I see that what should be
Will never pass you by, my dear
I live in truth and I got through

I’ll cut the cord, Joe
I’m ready to die, so let me go, Joe
Say hello to brand new me that knows
There’s more to be than our time

Alexandra Puškárová

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'Every poem has a story to tell'

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