Monday, December 27, 2004

When the End Comes


You will have been loved
And you wont even know it.
You will have been cried over
And you wont even care.

When the end comes,
That time of the one Happy Ending,
There will be a hole
In a life you never entered.

When the endgame is finally played
You will have been loved,
You will have been cried over,
You will be mourned,
By the life you never entered.

For you are the center
of this life's world
And it really does revolve around you.
And because you never entered
this life misses you.

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