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Blah Four years from now
I won't even know you anymore
As I move on with my own life
And you just begin to grow into yours
A life made more beautiful
By tears and heartbreak
Heartbreak and pain
Living and loving another you know won't love you back
Just so you can hurt
Hurt beautifully
Molding the enmeshed pain
Once, twice
I missed the third and the fourth
As you grew into a shape I no longer knew
But you were still as beautiful
As you were, from behind another's face.
May 2003
