Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Strangers

I see strangers passing by,
Every step gets my hope high.
What i'm hoping for is not there,
Where is it? I don't know where.
That one floor we share,
The same row right there,
A pretty distance we're quite aware.
Can I see you for the last time before I leave?
I know my reason you wouldn't believe.
I can't say for sure that it's true.
But deep inside my heart fell for you.

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