I’m going to paint my walls black
Store away all my smiles
In a box labelled never to be opened
I’ll put away my summer dresses
And sell away all my good memories
I can’t be happy again, I won’t be happy again
knowing that your face will never turn up in a smile
I’m too scared that my happiness
Will erase the picture of you in my mind
And I can’t bear that, I won’t.
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