all the walls were painted white
a blank canvas in your mind and
i bet
i'm your last thought
i don't know
i don't know
no
i don't know
i don't know
no
is there any point wishing on stars when none of this even exists to you?
A/N I found this from awhile back and I thought I'd share it.
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