Broken.
I sat up
Awake in my room
I still catch myself thinking of you
How things used to be
The secrets that were kept between you and me
Broken Promises, everyone knows
It "wasn't meant to be"
You broke it, my heart
Everytime you mended it back together, it fell apart
Having memories that i wish went away,
But just hoping that maybe a few will just stay.
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