Fool

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The book you write,each character has a name..

I too stood at your door,asking for a name..

And a name I got..

A sinner,worthy of damnation,that is what I found,in the book you wrote .

The book you call,book of fates..

Words again,strong enough to push you away,from me,from looking into my eyes,

For eternity..

And not turn back..

You said,you didnot ask,for someone to die,someone to suffer ..

Yes you never asked,you never ask..

It's just me..

Fool in love..

Following your steps,looking for you,calling you,trying to breathe,when everything in me dies..

Today too,I listen,great words, silent as always,learning how dumb,how big of a fool I am..

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