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Jan 2019
I dont know
How she became
The paint of my life when
Everything is in black and white

I dont know
How you bacame the sparkle
Of my dull and tired eyes

I dont know
How you bacame
The sun of my days and
The moon of my darkest night  

Her pain pour out through my eyes
And this all happening at her behind
I am just afraid to tell
Because I can’t see my tears in your eyes
LostInFire
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LostInFire  16/F/India
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