strangers

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I hate to admit that we did drifted apart, eventually.
Everything became soo blurry,
You no longer have your eyes on me,
You no longer look in my eyes with the love you used to shower on me,
You no longer try to find me in a crowd,
You no longer look for me.
We really were something, somewhere, sometime,
And now,
We go back to strangers.

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