The Diary

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The Diary

I write to you all I know
And the reason I cry
And why I always say no
And how I can still fly.

I am a little dark
And my love wasn't exactly bliss
And I might sound stark
But you have to hear this

I tried to put in a lot of and
But in the end it was always a but
I loved him and
He loved me; not but

Will you hear this till the end?
My tale of how we made a home
But certainly couldn't amend
Our little misplaced bone.

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