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Lemonade

It's quite funny how you squeezed my heart tightly

Like it's just a small slice of sour yellow lemon

Removed the hard seeds, stirred the sugar quite nicely

Finally added cubes of cool ice, and you were done

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But despite all my protests and all the hard work that you did

And the glass of delicious lemonade on your hand awaits

You didn't wish to indulge on what you have created

To gladly quench your thirst, heat, and sweat away

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And instead you think of even worse options to start

Never once thinking of your cruel decisions harder

And you sell what remains of my already-crushed heart

To another stranger for a quarter.