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Feb 2018
The sun, sky and stars dimmed against your eyes
And from just a glance, it seems my heart flies.
Too soon, you struck it down, and left it here to rot
Like a useless gift you quickly forgot.

Oh those deep blue eyes, pale skin and blonde hair
Were once as needed by me as the air
But my heart was shattered by lack of care
So how could I again think you are fair?

I know I can be a ****** lot of work
And from time to time I can be a ****
But you were rid of me like some meek dare
So how could I again think you are fair?
Written by
Vince Smith  15/M/Dorset
(15/M/Dorset)   
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