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Promise to the gone.
It's okay, I'll take a piece of my wounded heart and dip it into my feelings,
Might write you a poem all the while I murmur our memories,
with our promises pasted in the back of my mind.
I will watch my palm and curse the stars,
And I will...
Might write you a poem all the while I murmur our memories,
with our promises pasted in the back of my mind.
I will watch my palm and curse the stars,
And I will...
