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She wanted him to notice
She wore blue
Maybe that was
His favourite colour
She wore yellow
Maybe that was
His favourite colour
She wore green
Maybe that was
His favourite colour
But he never noticed
Then
She finally realised
Red was his favourite colour
As she layed
In a pool of her own blood
Finally he noticed her

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