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You said I was pretty        

When I was acting creepy

You said you loved me

And wanted my clothes off to see

For our love to be proven

And you wanted to be movin'

So I eagerly agreed

Waiting to dance to the beat

The beat of our hearts

So I gathered the darts

And on that special night         

I felt really light

When we were connected

And our skins affected

By the crimson red

That stained the bed

But no longer our hearts beat

Because yours was of defeat

When I stabbed you with a dart

That eagerly plunged your heart

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