Fade In...
On our love,
The story that always aims for misery.
Shall I die this week and we divorce next.
That morning wasn't suppose to be written that way,
and it continued to unfold wrong.
Did I really choice to let us join,
When you can see we aren't.
Is it really worth your sadness,
as the picture of our love,
Fade Out...
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