Sick Nic

We started dating in September
It was a month to remember 
We didn't spend Halloween together
But I thought you'd love me forever
You raped me in November 
I thought my first would be more tender
You stopped hanging out with me in December 
I thought our love would last together
Almost killed myself in January
Too bad you didn't read my obituary
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