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I wrote him a letter,
Telling him all the bottled-up feelings,
I have.I wrote him a letter,
With words written in a white paper,
Along my heart.I wrote him a letter,
And stayed up late,
Because I told myself that I would give him the next day after.I wrote him a letter,
Thinking that it would make everything better,
I guess I was wrong.I wrote him a letter,
And sat on a wooden chair,
Thinking all of the endless possibilities.I wrote him a letter,
Helpless, I waited for his reply,
But nothing came.I wrote him a letter,
And it did not make anything better,
Instead, he left me waiting.