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Irony

A kiss in the rain,
A pretty rose on a sad day.
A pleasure so immense it cause pain.
You love me, yet you move away.

My heart's happy, but my eyes cry.
Your love was sharper than the blade of a knife.
So many tears, yet my soul so dry.
So many feelings, but I'm still lost in life.

An unsatisfied craving,
A nightmare without end.
An angel lost it's wing
And my broken heart has found no mend.





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