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You're not a great guy,
You're not a catch,
I just have an itch,
That you can scratch.

You play games,
Hard to get,
You're so lazy,
You're not a threat.

I do love you,
But I'm not dumb,
A future with you,
Would be so glum.

It will hurt to leave,
I will cry,
Yet I can't wait,
To say goodbye.

Yes I know,
This poem sucks,
But guess what?
I don't give a fucks.