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I loved seeing him. I could still see his charming face under a light so dim.

I'd admire him from afar, as he plays his guitar.

There were times he caught me staring, he just smiled and gave me a gaze so caring.

Seeing his smile is what makes me fall even deeper, because it's obvious to see he's a keeper.

So why.. At this moment, why are we all kneeling before him? He became so grim..

He spotted me once again. He smiled, but this time it was hellish.

I looked at him blankly, I felt nothing but anguish.

Oh how I wish I never met you, because if I didn't, then maybe I wouldn't feel so blue.

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A/N:

Fun fact, the guy they're referring to is the guy from one of my poems "The Villain You Made". Not really my best, but had fun writing this one aaa.