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The way you used to light up in my company,

now you don't want a single hi from me,

daily see the man who talked while you waited,

texting me "hurry up, this guy has me frustrated",

i miss the curls, and the quiet "baby",

the way you always answered me maybe,

i miss the body, the nights laying close,

little did i know i was getting my daily dose,

of a beautiful blonde girl with looks that match,

with the capacity of her mind behind the hatch,

i wake up every morning and wish to see you,

wish any of my nightly dreams would be true,

i wouldn't miss you, i'd have all i wanted,

instead of the curse left behind by the taunted,

you've already haunted me, so why can't we try?

i hope we can make up before i pass on and die.