You smiled at me,
Then caressed me in your arms.
Your calculated heart,
You hid from me.
You looked at me,
That a way.
I thought you liked me,
I surmised.
It basically came down to nothing.
You did this routine,
With a girl who was standing next to me.
Your calculated heart,
Broke my soft one apart.
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