Goodbye,

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My fingers shaking
My hearts breaking
I read your letter
You should know better!
Angelica arrived
Time flew by

I heard the news
I got the blues
My heart weeps
You were mine to keep

Burr shot first
Why must you have a thirst?
A thirst for power
Attention
Passion
Legacy
What about love?
Had you not learned from Philip?
You told me to take my time
Your words seemed to rhyme
Like a melody
A melody of a broken song
It was so long
Why didn't you tell me?
I will continue your legacy my dear Alexander
But please, my dear....
Know I'm still here

(I wrote this in a Rp book)

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