Handwritten
Handwritten letters with my name in cursive
Sent to all the people that gave me purpose
Each one had something different written
Cried myself to sleep knowing you didn't read it
Spent so much time putting love into the letters
Now they're lost forever
Expressed how much you meaned to me
Now you're a dead nobody
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