just one of the many poems of me trying to get over my first love.
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i wrote this when i thought my best friend was going to commit suicide from he boyfriend breaking up with her
The first six lines are the pre-chours. The next six are the chours. There is two line spaces between the chours and lyrics.
Overheard a couple's conversation (a real sad one...) of love, promises and eventual betrayal...
