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Roses are red, Violets are blue. Argue with me Is all that you'd do. I hate you, you hate me Is all that we'd say, Every hour and minute Of everyday. I despised you, I loathed you With all my heart. Your hars and cruel comments Tore me apart. Then one night I found A note on the floor- Missing clothes, missing shoes, A wide-open door. I dashed through the town To stop this cruel fate. But when I arrived, You were gone; I, too late. I collasped on the ground As it started to rain. I wondered if I'd ever Overcome this pain. Roses will die, Violets too. You left before I could say That I love you.
