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I must be talking to you
About these past few days thats been rough
About how the blue skies become strange dark grey unknown
About the suddenly lightstorm breaking my body
About those stars who shines darkly often

I must be telling you
About our songs became a death march very instantly
About the roll of mixtapes out of the line and playing badly
About the lovebirds suddenly gone hatebirds
About how naive she is whos writing these poems lately

I must be watching you
About how you have fallen for the beauty and ditch the poetry
About how your long black coffe turns out to be a sweet lylac tea
About two lost souls meet at the wrong time asking somebody
About how i drunk on tears after you watch choose and dancing with the beauty.
Its like learning to fly you know?
To admire a person with all of his flaws and things
To read every single ******* act that he does
You were just happy but also, afraid
Afraid of falling too down
Worrying heart of who isnt ready
Isnt steady
To know him
You were just about to admiring someone who isnt ready to fall with you
That means you fall for yourself
Thats even worse
Cause its allright to fall but both not one.
Cause its alright that u have much feelings for someone who did the same to you
And i wasnt afraid before
Before you.

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