Some people always want a “Happy Ending”

News flash, it don’t happen

Your prince charming ain’t going to be there, you dream girl will never kiss your lips

My dreams will only be lost dreams and memories

My ending will be how I want it, by living in a cold harsh reality

I’ll get job; I might hate but hey pays the bills

I’ll date someone who makes want to vomit

My ending and yours end just some way

Six feet of rough, dark, thick mud covering are bodies by a someone who likes it

He’ll loot us of are things we were buried with

I mark my ends of my life and like it

You should rewrite what you want and go with what is real

And yes, it does bite back

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