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Apr 2016
Ugh
You see my world goes dim,
at the thought of you and him,
I was sure it was meant to be,
the perfection that's you and me,
but you don't care, not anymore,
that you're the girl I still adore,
and if I lived ten thousand times,
I'd spend them all thinking up rhymes,
so I'd find a way to let you know,
that I'll forever love you so.
The Last Wordsmith
Written by
The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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   PSR, Elizabeth Squires and ---
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