Category : Poems

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She is not mine,
 She is not even yours.
She is everyone's,
When their turn comes...

 Set her free and she will return,
To where she feels loved,
 Perhaps to my soul. 

 I thought that she is not the same as the rest,
 But from what I have noticed, 
She makes the same mistakes.

 I will not wait in vain, 
I will live my own life.
She is like a bird,
She likes to fly from hand to hand...