Always Busy Read Count : 17

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Busy, always busy,
Longing for things
That don't belong to me.

  Mind busy with old memories,
I have no place in my heart for the present.

  I drown in my mouth the words I haven't said,
The things I haven't done, still haunt me. 
Busy with things that have no value,
The days decrease, the hours bury me.

I see you soon turn into
I will never see you again. 
I love you too turn into
I want to be alone.

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