[Verse 1]
I wrote it down, every line so clear,
Folded the pages, held back the fear.
Words that could break, words that could mend,
But they never left, they never were sent.
[Chorus x2]
Every letter’s just a weight on my hands,
Trapped between the ink and the plans.
All the things I should’ve said,
Still linger, still unread.
[Verse 2]
The envelope waits, corners torn and curled,
Falling apart like the rest of my world.
I could send it, but would it be right?
Or would it be lost in the depths of the night?
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