This Letter

The teardrops they fall down like rain
The memories,
The memories of pain

Keep this letter
I bet you will
Maybe then, then I will be better

Secrets and lies, all thats left now
Don’t smile like that
It so cold here, out in the snow

Maybe this will all get better
Maybe you will change
Maybe you will, maybe you will read this letter

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