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[mercuryblood]

i knew right from the start
we would always be apart
and in some way you broke my heart
but nothing makes sense
when written in the form of a poem
in the past tense
you'd probably never care
about these little words of mine
it's not fair
after all this time
i'm still nothing but a name to you
a face to you
and nothing evermore to you
and i know that this is true
but someday you may see
what this is all about
but for now I am just crazy