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I miss the old way of love,

When we would court in fancy dresses

And write poetry to our lovers


Now love is cruel and empty,

A lover has no intention but to hurt us,

And a date is just meaningless sex


Why did we ever think that the future would be better?

Can we just go back and start again? 



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