The moment I saw your face,
My veins carried you to my heart.
I closed my eyes to escape the chase,
My brain painted you as an art.
Whenever I see two birds chirping,
I envy their freedom of expression;
Only if we hadn’t had this power of thinking,
Never would there be a time for suppression.
Let the world do what they want,
Pull me down for being what I am not.
They may take everything I got,
But for my first love rooted deep in my heart.
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