I loved you. . .
I thought you loved me. . .
Thou you had a few secrets I see. . .
You broke my heart.
A broken tragidy. . .
Mended with the secrets
You stabed throw me.
Now I ask you
One last swarn words
When you find your,
To love you, and always.
Be for sure it's not me.
For these are my die days.
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