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To a man like me who only knows rhyming words,

you make unrhyming sentences still fit right,

in a page full of ending sentences that

only rhyme with the next, that's a fact,

gotta take some time to look around me,

hard to do that wheen i keep looking back, you found me,

you think you loved me, a feeling i feared,

and tell me when you returned you acted somewhat weird,

it's only feared cause i am the man of misery,

sick with love for ya and it's next felt for me,

for once i have a love that. unlike Kaths,

only wants to be known, nothing else asked,

you're not a drug to me, already could have those,

weekly i can't keep count on my hans or toes,

the amount of times i think of you, who missed who?

i know i love you and still miss you.