I opened doors for you and you entered rooms inside me I had forgotten about. I dropped my gaurd gave a piece of myself competed with her ghost I laughed I cried You gave me freedom to speak my mind You let me be me You gave me to me But what I really wanted was you Instead you gave me 27 names for tears.Birth sign: Scorpio
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