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Burnt Out
“We were a perfect match”
The wind took the flame,
We didn’t make it.
“We had something good”
Until the fire went out,
And we were left in the dark.
“I love you”
I’ve never loved myself,
But damn did I love you.
“We were a perfect match”
Matches get tossed away,
After we burn out.
The wind took the flame,
We didn’t make it.
“We had something good”
Until the fire went out,
And we were left in the dark.
“I love you”
I’ve never loved myself,
But damn did I love you.
“We were a perfect match”
Matches get tossed away,
After we burn out.
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