Silent walks,
Long long talks,
Sneaking out at night,
Late summer rides,
She thought it was perfect,
And so did he,
'Till one night,
He decided he'd had enough,
Of this one girl,
He thought she was tough enough,
To take what would happen next,
He didn't think it would put her to rest,
"I'm sorry, but I don't love you",
He told her that night,
She just looked at him with tear filled eyes,
Then she ran off and began to cry,
"I hate you, I hate you," she yelled back,
And that's when he realized her needed her,
"Wait, wait," he yelled chasing her,
She ran in her house,
And grabbed a knife,
And slowly and painfully took her life,
He came running in at her last breath,
"I love you, I love you," he screamed in the night,
But it was to late,
She hit the floor,
"I love you too",
Then she said no more
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