Rather bitter than sweet
'ts how your chocolate now tastes
Roughly seven'n'half weeks
Of despairing it takes
Our first and last kiss
Expires in fourteen days
I'm forgetting the bliss
Realizing, it shames
Blindfolded, we played hide
Caught each other just once
On that abandoned night
And that's it. Shouldn't it have been fun?
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