Thought I knew you are the one,
always believe am not the type for you,
tried to have a conversation with my interest only,
end up knowing someone else through thyself,
couldn't make myself visible,
years passed being unnoticed.
Hours turn into days,
days turn into months,
months turn into years,
your thoughts maketh me miserable,
tried to make myself at peace,
making myself being something else,
days seems to pass by so fine,
years passed being unnoticed.
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