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my love
you are my first
and i pray you will be my last
but the distance between us
is growing bigger as time goes
you have grown cold and bitter
you're at an age
where you are stubborn like a rock
while i am still changing
like running water
still learning to be
anything
anywhere
i warp around
to keep you safe
and twist another way
to protect others
and myself
but you only frown
because you don't understand
i thought i could
penetrate the walls
to your heart
and make you understand
but i realized
you were done growing
satisfied at where
you have arrived
and i still have a long road ahead
will i ever catch up?

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