Halloween

I'm sorry. He brought us there, me, crying in my underwear on the morning, of halloween like a story out of People Magazine. I drove home, and fell asleep alone. I'm sorry for crying. Dont feel bad. You didnt do that. Black and blues, and yellows too, will fade the same as embers do. Will wake up tommrow, and feel new. The story, that we won't share; We're all gonna hide it well away somewhere. A warning for family, The kind a person gives about an enemy. Now, well known. Let's never sleep alone. I'm sorry for crying. Dont feel bad. You didnt do that. I'm sorry we're crying. Don't feel bad 'cause we didnt do that. Black and blues, and yellows, too, will fade the same as embers do. Wake up tommrow, and feel new. Black and blues, and yellows too, will fade the same as embers do. Let's wake up tommrow, and feel new. Black and blues, and yellows too, will fade the same as embers do. Wake up tommrow, and feel new.