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Stabbed in my soul,
With a kiss,
Trust and honesty,
Shoved away by her lips,
In meeting with his,
Compromising love's mission,
Distubing the serene,
My heart put out on the windowsill,
To dry up and condense,
Into solidified pain,
Served to me for dessert,
After a painful meal.
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