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Apr 2015
It's all strange to me.
Sometimes it's pain to see,
You're so far away from me.
The worlds falling apart and so is my heart,
it's plain to see.
Locked out, I keep wishing one day I would regain the key.
If this world dies, your eyes are the last thing I want to see.
Your'e close but so far away me
and it's changing me.
Akaash Patel
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Akaash Patel  London
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