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you knew i was

wrapped around your finger

from the moment

you caught my eye

i was ready to

auction away

every bit of myself

if it meant i could

serve you the world

on a silver platter

i’d rest happy

if i knew you were content.

you were officially

my crippling kryptonite

we were a one-sided love

so tragic, it seemed

born a blockbuster

movie scene

but it would play on rewind

a million times

before the tape burnt out

once and for all

now your scripted,



will always be

a hollywood mirage

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