[H A L L W A Y F E V E R]

A door
I held it open for you
You stood there, paralyzed
Until it shut itself

Blamed me for it
Though it was all your fault
You could’ve gone through
but you just didn’t.

You cried about it
And asked me why
I didn’t hold it open for longer
But it hadn’t been closed in a century

Now the door’s locked.
There’s no going back.
It’s all your fault.
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