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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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