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This world is fucked.
Or maybe it is just me.
Who knows?
But I will still love you.
I won't be in love with you,
But care.
You won't love me or care.
In a few days, this is what you'll say:
"Who? I don't know her"
"Does she have blonde hair?"
NO! I have brown
Brown hair
Blue eyes
The eyes you fell in love with.
They still see you
Even though your blue eyes see others.


Confusing time. Obviously, it doesn't even have a title.