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The Rumor

The skies are blue,
The grass is green,
And the rumor is I love you,
But that is far from true.

You clouded my mind with passion, lust and desire,
My heart with hate, regret and pain.
It forces me to blow out my brain,
And it’s because of you.

But you that is true.

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