The door hates goodbyes but welcomes hellos.
However, goodbyes are often necessary in life.
Didn't you teach me that?
In numbers and riddles, I realize we're the same.
But who, in the end, actually wins this game?
Or is there a loss only?
You didn't tell me,
No, you didn't tell me.
And the mystery pulling at my sleeves is one I'll ignore.
For I have grown to hate and loathe that door,
For a crime the door did not commit,
It's just the puzzle pieces never fit.
And I'd rather unwravel the threads than take the time to learn to knit.
You didn't tell me...
No,
You didn't tell me.
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