In the Amidst
In the crowd, my eyes landed on your curly hair Why is it too hard to stare? Memories rush through my mind Where I thought you were mine It was stuck in my past When I let go of you too fast Now, looking at you makes my heart sting Like a broken mirror ring It couldn't be fixed With shattered pieces that are mixed I left you feeling ashamed Without realizing—you, that I couldn't reclaim.
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