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Used to be as one

Because when we were together
Somewhere in the sky
You used to tell me
How much.

But you probably won't notice me
The shy girl across the room
With bloodstained hands
Of envy.

But as long as you consider
Us as one
I won't bother the fact
Of you and her.

I would ignore
If I could
Then we would still
Be as one.

If you once make up
Your mind full of blindness
You might see
We were ment to be.

And then
Somewhere up in the sky
You'll dance in the rain
Joining me.

Because we used to be
As one.

Engelse gedicht door: Yael

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