Mickey.

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I'm writing a poem about you, even though you said I suck at writing.
I'm dreaming about you, even though you said I never thought one second about you.
I'm crying for you, even though you said no one will even care when I'm gone.
I'm in love with you, even though you didn't love me at all.

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