Category : Poems

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You always come first

 Above all my thoughts. 
I wanted to know the meaning of every word,

 Without hurting your way of living, 

But when I knocked on your door,

 I knew that you were busy...

 With someone else, oh, you are living.

You wouldn't find room for me in your soul,

 Everything in this life has an end too,

 Even before the things begin.