Goodbye.

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You hugged me from behind

I smiled, I was happy.

Then I smelt the perfume,

It wasn't mine.

I saw the makeup on his shirt.

I accused him.

He yelled,

I yelled.

We fought,

He left.

The black hole is calling my name.

Goodbye world.

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