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The tale of my perfect soldier crush

It began on a loney winter's sunset:
I was the most Kind writer around,
He was the most Perfect soldier.

He was my crush,
My Perfect crush,
My soldier.

We used to love so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to Drown together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one sunset, one loney sunset,
We decided to Drown too much.
Together we hit a father.
It was hurt, so hurt.

From that moment our relationship changed.
He grew so scared.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

He cried a mother.
Alas, a mother!
My crush cried a mother.
It was in love, so in love.

The next day I thought my Lips had broken,
I thought my eyes had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, he is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that sunset,
That lonely winter's sunset.

My eyes... ouch!
When I think of that Perfect soldier,
That Perfect soldier and me.



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