It used to be you,
I ran to when my skies were heavy,
And when the tears fell,
It was you that I clung to,
Not knowing,
You would one day be the reason,
I fell to pieces,
So I guess it's true,
When you said,
Promises were made,
To be broken,
And lies would be all,
That I'd remember of you.
~Rei Shiori
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