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Aug 2018
Your eyes were a beautiful bluish black,
I was addicted to them like *****,
Our love was sweet like Applejacks,
We were doing good keeping things on track,
But one day your love just started to lack,
You were always seeking some feedback,
You wanted to leave and I let you pack,
To you our love was but a knickknack,
I lost your love and had a heart attack,
Now that Iā€™m dead Iā€™m taken aback,
Your heart was a twisted bluish black.
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