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knew a girl,
who wanted to fall in love.
And one day, she did fell,
by some one’s charm she was spelled.
She knew that even her boy was ready to swear
and sacrifice each and every tear.
But life is a game,
it’s not always the same.
She once saw a nightmare,
that gave her the feeling of participation in a questionnaire.
The dream was too scary to resist
she felt as if she won’t any longer exist.
All the plans of having fun in sun,
were fired using a hired gun.
All she wanted know was to give up,
and ask his Romeo to pack up.
The wonderful story,
that ne’er took the shape of a love story,
or to be specific, ne’er existed,
had to lay down, on the death bed………..

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