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By the time I learned how to say your name,
you
were already gone.
By the time I finally learned the game,
you
were already done.
By the time I learned how to speak,
you
already shut the lid.
By the time I finally learned how to seek,
you
had already hid.
And,
by the time my voice was quiet,
and by the time my song was sung,
you had watched my hopes and dreams
go from old to young.
By the time you had said,
you understood,
I had already finished my piece.
It hadn't gone from bad to worse,
but for a moment,
it made me freeze.
Somehow, by the time I convinced myself,
that all was sewn well,
I had already lost myself
and sadly,
I fell.
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Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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