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Twenty-one...

Twenty won death's heart over...

One couple that was meant to be.

Overtime...

A margarita with a fresh lime...

Was sitting on the peak of a strawberry mountain.

A solid toast to the future was made...

Without looking at life's blade.

Smiles covered the chocolate skies...

Laughter covered the blunt lies.

Too bad the sugar expired soon enough...

Life finally reveals the rough to the two...

Slashed the heart and watch it bleed blue.

"Now what will you do?"

Death witnessed its own meaning...

Black tears fell upon the marshmallow floors,

And leaked all over the vanilla doors.

"He was only twenty years old," Death said.

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