Love.
Its four letters long,
and it can make or break a reltionship.
You can say I love you,
Or say I don't love you.
It happens to bestill upon me,for the moment,
happiness to wash away my grief.
And in time,it may fade,
in time it may go,
But I thank you,Ian,
for making me whole.
EDIT: ******** YOU,IAN.
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Nicole,Nicole,what shall you do?
You ******** yourself up,have you no clue?
The razor-sharp shards of that broken CD,
They cut into you skin so easily.
You keep so calm,it disturbs me so,
Of the night you first died,no one shall know.
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