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Apr 2020
For most of my life me and my hopes don't  agree
We're like two parallel lines that never meet
The fire cannot touch me but I feel the heat
So I just wanna say I'll stop
Getting my hopes up
Waiting for someone to call
Hoping to get over it all
So I'll do my best
To stop or maybe care less
And maybe then it wouldn't hurt
Why cry over what's already been burnt
I'll just let it go
And maybe they'll know
What they missed after all
And stand up against a wall
Cry for their loss
Sharing their thoughts
Wishing they could rewind time
And try to make everything right
Maybe I could've stayed
Mayar
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Mayar  21/F/Egypt
(21/F/Egypt)   
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