The One Under The Playground Swings

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Dear friends,
I hope you're doing well after the time we fought
I can't believe each one of us was doing something caught
Three of us lied
One of us betrayed
And the last one, was caught in the sharade the other four played
So… Since not long ago we decided to break our bonds and not talk.
After that, once, I was on a walk and and I saw the girl who in the argument got caught
And I never knew how much it would hurt to see her ignore me and move her chin up
As if I was nothing to her but just a random person and of me she had enough
My heart just shattered into million pieces
Trying to put them back together is not easy
Because I pick them up, panicked, with my bare hands and they cut my palms and the blood runs down my arms
I can't stick them back together, it's useless right now
I sit there on the floor forever from now onward starring down.

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I go outside and place this letter under the playgrounds Swings, where we would have always spent time together.
Here they should find the second letter.

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