This writer does not want me to have a happy ending,
This writer decided it was time for a plot twist
I kept flipping the pages eager to see whats next
You're in my arms, you're in my arms
But whats a story without a ******
The ****** was my destruction
It all changed
[it?]
you changed
I don't know you anymore
Is your favorite color still blue?
Is your favorite number still twenty six?
Am I engraved in your mind
Or am I a rusted memory
I'll keep this door open
[dont mind my shattered pieces]
I'll keep my heart open if you need a shelter
a place to keep you safe
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC
This writer does not want me to have a happy ending,
This writer decided it was time for a plot twist
I kept flipping the pages eager to see whats next
You're in my arms, you're in my arms
But whats a story without a ******
The ****** was my destruction
It all changed
[it?]
you changed
I don't know you anymore
Is your favorite color still blue?
Is your favorite number still twenty six?
Am I engraved in your mind
Or am I a rusted memory
I'll keep this door open
[dont mind my shattered pieces]
I'll keep my heart open if you need a shelter
a place to keep you safe
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