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You ignore me like I’m the son of the hour..
You ignore me like I’m born in the moment..
You ignore my messages and my sorrows.. you ignore my tears and what hurt me
You ignore everything related to my name, as if I am a specter that passed unnoticed and left.
As a passerby.. and my heart does not have it..
As a passer-by.. as a beggar.. you ignore me..!
I don’t know, maybe the ugliness of my face is the reason..
The mother of my broken heart and the admonition!
Is this so much nothing? To this degree have you become nothing following you were everything?
What great sin did you commit to get me out of your life like this? Is this my reward? I loved you?
I don’t know, maybe love these days has become a crime for which lovers are held accountable..
She ignores my messages and I don’t know why… She ignores me as if I’m passing by and gone…
