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I'm just a war to a protester not a tree don't hug me,
beauty to the beast i'm the latter i'm so ugly,
feeling so small i use to wonder if a bug would be,
anything like i feel right now misplaced my destiny,

drawing stick figures while yours are more Van Gogh,
hard to like a pizza that is cheap with the dough,
geranimo, all fall down, look out below,
there is no sure sign of telling where i will go,

all i hope for is that you'll always remember me,
as i will always remember Oct.9 as all we'll ever be,
unless you dismember these thoughts and permanent mystery,
i'll never forget you, you're solidified in my history,

but what hurts is that it takes hours to see each other,
and when i see you next it'll be hard not to smother,
with you i hear the ticking but i don't head for cover,
since i trust you won't hurt me like every other.