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“Love story”
The needle on the floor
Our hearts on the floor
I hold you closer to me
As I get drenched
Never thought it would be this way
You said those three words
Then let my heart drop to the floor
This is too cliché
Like every other love story
But my ending was twisted
I ripped your heart out too
It’s only fair
Now my white dress is tainted by the red
The knife was so close and temptation so strong
I told you once my love
The phrase I HATE YOU pisses me off.
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