You spend all your time in tears
The story is restored in the chapter
Love to cut fingertips and stimulate lacrimal gland
Black humor is too risky
You lit the last half of the cigarette
Waiting for the next act of fate
Like the suspense of that novel
Waiting to be rewritten
It's the torture of time
Diluted your tenderness
Think what you think
But trapped in the story
The love you wrote is too novel to stand the promise
Who is right and who is wrong
The ending is too fragile for you to bury the line
In what chapter on what page
In which paragraph
The love you wrote is too self provoking
Feelings are swayed by rumors
You're in a corner where there's no one
The story imprisoned to loneliness
Fate is the author
You spend all your time in tears
The story is restored in the chapter
Love to cut fingertips and stimulate lacrimal gland
Black humor is too risky
You lit the last half of the cigarette
Waiting for the next act of fate
Like the suspense of that novel
Waiting to be rewritten
It's the torture of time
Diluted your tenderness
Think what you think
But trapped in the story
The love you wrote is too novel to stand the promise
Who is right and who is wrong
You're too fragile in the end
In what chapter on what page
In which paragraph
The love you wrote is too self provoking
Feelings are swayed by rumors
You're in a corner where there's no one
The story imprisoned to loneliness
Fate is the author
The love you wrote is too self provoking
Feelings are swayed by rumors
You're in a corner where there's no one
The story imprisoned to loneliness
Fate is the author
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