I read your last message one more time,
Each word still cuts, each line still rhymes
With all the promises we couldn't keep—
I hold my phone and quietly weep.
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The rain taps softly on my window pane,
It seems to echo all my quiet pain.
The sky is crying, just like I do,
Ever since the day I lost you.
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I wrote a letter that you'll never read,
Folded my heart in every creed.
The ink has dried, the words remain,
A silent song of love and pain.
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