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When our eyes met,
Mine goes down.When you speak,
Ears shut.When you walk,
Feet stop.When you draw,
Mine paints dry.We fight before,
Easily we solve.Now we fight,
Hard to unite.Before you were fal,
Now you are foe.Formerly we were member,
Now we are strangers.When I see you,
Mind replay the moments I have with you.
I cut the connection of replay,
As enough with me you had played.You give me scars,
Which can't be healed.You give me pain ,
Which can't be relief.I gave you love,
Which is hard to measure.-Z. A.
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