Over


Too good to be true I'm ashamed to say,
But, I just refuse to accept it.
I was living a dream, thought he was my king,
But he vanished and I did not expect it.
Those fairy tale stories are only for kids,
But I wanted so much to be in one.
Sooner or later reality hits you,
And that is the only outcome.
My heart has been ripped right out of my chest,
I'm suprised I'm still living, still breathing,
I found it on the side of the road somewhere,
Suprised me that it was still beating.
I guess I'm just one of those hopeless romantics,
Oh how sorry I feel for myself.
But one things for sure, and two things for certain,
I'm not falling for anyone else.

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