xxvi. ironic

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you love rain and she became the rain,
but you took shelter when she came.

you love snow and did what she could,
but you wore jacket when it got cold.

you love how the sun shines and she became that,
but she saw you wearing shades and hat.

you said you love her, she got scared
because she knew you'll leave her eyes teared.

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