Not The End
Description
I made a promise to you that fateful autumn afternoon.
I thought I could keep it, but I was wrong.
It's my turn to be sorry, sorry I can't be there
Foreword
When we met, I was saved.
When we became friends, my days became brighter.
When we started dating, my life began to be worth living.
When we were married, I forgot all the pain.
But when you're gone, I'm broken.
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