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I write a poem for you
Then set it ablaze
It told lies
About back in the days
Our first kiss
I really don't remember
It lied about saying I love you
I never meant it.
The paper burned
As many things in my life
Your smile
Your eyes
The said lies
I jotted down poetry for you
I take it all back
The last one I wrote for you
Is now ash
A whole bunch of nothing
On a napkin out the pack
I wrote about my misery
I'm taking it all back
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