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The scar in my heart you sparred with all your heart;

You said you wouldn't leave but looks like I'm decieved;

You asked if I was your,I would kill for your touch so pure;

I burst into tears and you knew you shouldn't have caused it at first;

But then you smiled and said I looked ugly in that skirt and our love was just a growing spurt...

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