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my life has always been
related with second
second in rank for exams
second child in the family
it hurts knowing I could have been
the first but I missed the chance
it hurts knowing I could never be
enough to be the first for once
see? I'm the one you go to
when your first doesn't text back
I'm the one you ask out
when your first couldn't make it
isn't that what I will ever be to you?
just an option, an almost
a near miss, a second choice?
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Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
