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The Last Letter
You stabbed me in the back with
your promises
I wish you would have taken me to that
cliff where the ocean sprayed below
the one you spoke your suicides to
We could have made love on the Earth
And I could have revived you
But I knew about the girls, and the calls
and the nights and the lies that you were telling ourselves
and I ignored it because I really wanted to love you
And someday you will find me
on a bookshelf
or in a magazine
and you’ll read about yourself
and know exactly how I felt
and you’ll find that you don’t even matter now
