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Apr 2016
Love is not a simple thing
It made me turn bazaare
Was far worse than a sting
Why'd I go so far?

My hearts skipped beats
Knees went weak
Your voice, a treat
...I couldn't seek

Ways to leave
You behind
It was a peeve
To be so blind
Written by
Ally Berry
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