I write this letter to you
to make up for the other two.
Although I think you do not exist,
I have no choice I must persist.
for I have a favor to ask
to help me forget my distant past
those rash and unforgettable times
in this life, full of lies
for whenever I attempt to close my eyes
thoughts of the endless dreamer arise
showing me her heaven in my mind
and the people that would suffer if I were to die...
as feelings begin to burst out of this letter
might as well close it,
aint got nothing better to do in this life,
just full of misery
this isn't a letter it's a piece of history
I'll just close this heart from my life,
until the day it is opened by The Creator.
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