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Taylor Swift’s song title that matches the age of us two
When I learned that you have friends—only a few
It was then I discovered your sweet tooth too
When you became my closest guy friend—and it’s true

When my mood experienced a spectrum of hue
About my feelings, you don’t have a clue
Since in her direction your eyes are fixed in view
It’s plain as day—her behavior of using you

Sadly, because of your feelings for her, you cannot see through
And every time I witness this, my heart aches anew
Your mind sank deep into the well
Became foolish, as if caught in a spell

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