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by Zainab-jomaa

The one thing i recognised Was his hair Smooth as silk and black as ink Yet standing there With his back to me My pulse is racing And I'm afraid he'd hear He turns around And our eyes meet It's like I'm frozen And i can't move Suddenly i heard it My heart breaking As he turned away Without a last look
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