I’m erasing myself from the narrativeLet future historians wonder how ElizaReacted when you broke he
I’m erasing myself from the narrativeLet future historians wonder how ElizaReacted when you broke her heartYou have torn it all apartI am watching itBurnWatching it burnThe world has no right to my heartThe world has no place in our bedThey don’t get to know what I saidI’m burning the memoriesBurning the letters that might have redeemed youYou forfeit all rights to my heartYou forfeit the place in our bedYou sleep in your office insteadWith only the memoriesOf when you were mineI hope that you burnYou get a sneak peak at one of my hidden characters, Book! anyways, a small vent. -- source link
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