I was played like A broken record.
Same excuse, same routine, a new measure.
My life changed, yes
For the better.
Because through the mess, I met her.
Written out like a long letter.
Shipped out, A short cryptic message
That I had sent her.
'You deserve the world, more than what he can give you, just believe me when I say you can do better.'
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 12:21 PM UTC
I was played like A broken record.
Same excuse, same routine, a new measure.
My life changed, yes
For the better.
Because through the mess, I met her.
Written out like a long letter.
Shipped out, A short cryptic message
That I had sent her.
'You deserve the world, more than what he can give you, just believe me when I say you can do better.'
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