Silent Movies
I could put Charlie Chaplin to shame,
With the silent movies playing in my head
Like black and white reruns of all the times
You made my heart race, made the butterflies flutter
In these movies you never let me go.
No kiss was ever the last kiss
Your arms, my fortress where I am safe and loved
Who knew our love story would turn in to a nightmare
Shredded and shattered you still own all the pieces
Of the heart that beat just for you.
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