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She will be loved, by me and another,

she'll have love always for every other,

while my time belongs to books on my shelf,

all her time belongs to someone else,

while my mind is dedicated to her smile,

she hasn't thought of me for a while,

out of style, given to some orphan,

watch her warm heart begin morphin,

not into a mighty, but a cold dark pit,

where you only fall, there is no quit,

with her memories being your only light,

we'll see how long her smile lasts tonight,

with no might, i didn't drink,

before when i was drunk, i didn't think,

that in a blink when i'm home and lonely,

i'll be uncontrollably sad, with a pen only.