You came into the picture with a promise of making things better.
I let you in.
When everything came crashing down, you left me in the middle of the mess.
Bringing with you the promise of tomorrow I was holding on to.
Bringing with you the promise of tomorrow I was holding on to.
You walked away.
Just. Like. That.
Just. Like. That.
And you've got the nerve to tell me you hope I'll be okay.
I've got two words for you:
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