First of all the title sucks
and just so you know I don't love
her and I won't write about how
I do when I don't and I won't
write about how I don't when I
don't and you should know this
is a lie by now and if you can't
see that it's because there's more
than one lie and that's because there are
two and they were meant to be and
purposely devised and I'm sorry that's the
way things are and too bad for you
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PS. I hope this poem does not ruin your life.
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