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You are my one true love.

You fit me like a glove.

You listen to me.

Don't you crash on me.

Thanks for doing what you do.

Let your real feelings show through.

I see you only work when I pay you.

Why are you making me feel so blue.

My wallet is now emptying

Netflix, you have stopped listening

I can't watch anymore.

You can no longer adore.

I don't think this will work.

You said I was such a dork.

Eight dollars a month.

I ache in my gut.

I am switching to Amazon.

They can really keep it going on.

It's only seven dollars.

I can actually holla.

Farewell good, old, nice, friend.

It had come to an end.

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