Category : Poems

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I talk to strangers,
  And it seems strange, 
 Talking to them I remember you, 
 Every word you said.

 If I could change my thoughts
  I would banish you from them.
 It's strange to think of you,
  While you don't remember me at all.

The days come with longing in them,
  I run far away but it catches up with me.
  I'm waiting for these feelings to end,
    To be able to free myself from you.