Two Old Letters
You left us,
Our lives torn apart,
But you don't care
About our broken hearts.
You promised me
That you'd make things better,
But all I have now are two old letters.
You lied to me.
You said you were so happy to be in our lives,
But I guess that's not the first time
You changed your mind.
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