all these things i hate

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in the horizon
dark clouds are gathering up
oi!
         it's time to leave
they seem to be saying

rain starts to pour gently
and i'm nibbling on my
chocolate popsicle
bullet for my valentine blasting
somewhere not far

i am
like a teen in summer
pretending nothing
can ever take me down

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