To Stop Read Count : 43

Category : Poems

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I don't know which step of mine to stop, 
 Making your old house my new house, 
 Looking for light with closed eyes,
 Searching that love dressed in white. 

I don't know why I've become so blind, 
I don't see anyone on my side,
 You're busy with your past: 
 That calls you, wants you, wants you back.

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  • Apr 05, 2025

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