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past me
with small hairs and
and a pale skin
stared a boy in my dreams
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days smoking cigars
he used to spend his days by playing with birds
life is hard for me
but used to be easy for him
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days hoping to be free
he used to spend his days climbing the nieghbour hood tree
life is less for me
but more for him
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days by running with the world
he used to spent his days by running with a wooden sword
the days that passed me
waited for him
it was no one else but past me
with small hairs and
a pale skin
stared a boy in my dreams
it was no one else but past me
written by
Sayan Das
© All Rights Reserved
and a pale skin
stared a boy in my dreams
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days smoking cigars
he used to spend his days by playing with birds
life is hard for me
but used to be easy for him
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days hoping to be free
he used to spend his days climbing the nieghbour hood tree
life is less for me
but more for him
it was no one else but past me
I spent my days by running with the world
he used to spent his days by running with a wooden sword
the days that passed me
waited for him
it was no one else but past me
with small hairs and
a pale skin
stared a boy in my dreams
it was no one else but past me
written by
Sayan Das
© All Rights Reserved
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