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Jan 2015
I stared a lot
At nothing
At eyes, wanting me
But their looks went unanswered
Why; i liked only you

I loved you, you didn't love me
I looked a lot, you didn't look back
So i stopped loving you

But the problem is
The eyes that wanted me before
Won't return my favor anymore
They whisper;
You're too late now.
Darkness
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