Broken promises wrapped around a lie
What did I do?
Why did you have to go?
A promise is just words until it is fulfilled
Do not enter my life to ruin it
You built me up just to enjoy tearing me down
A quilt of color disappears into the darkness
Every rose has its thorns, like every beginning has an end
What did I do?
Why did you have to go?
A promise is just words until it is fulfilled
Do not enter my life to ruin it
You built me up just to enjoy tearing me down
A quilt of color disappears into the darkness
Every rose has its thorns, like every beginning has an end
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