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Apr 2021
Too cool to ask you to warm me up.
My thoughts run free, while my words are stuck.
Too proud to show affection in front of a crowd.
Ego is wild, yet my spirit is bound.
Too angry to feel your point of view,
My ways were wrong, still I passed them for truth.
Too sorry to ask you back again,
Our love was a fight, you deserved to win.
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ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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   Imran Islam
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