Sabat Left
He left,
Feelings are deff.
Hurt my feelings,
Looked at the ceiling.
Saw some tiles,
Kinda gay.
Just like Sabat leaving,
Left us all greaving.
Your actions were blunt,
So fuck you,
You fucking sadcunt.
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