I guess the fairy tales aren't true
Because we all know, I belong only with you
All I wanted was happily ever after
Now instead of wedding bells, I hear God's laughter
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Tacenda
Poetrytacenda (n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence
Happily Ever After
I guess the fairy tales aren't true
Because we all know, I belong only with you
All I wanted was happily ever after
Now instead of wedding bells, I hear God's laughter