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The swaying of her hips, 
the movement of her lips,
The way she moved her body
brought him into that one kiss. 
He loved the way she moved, 
she loved the way he talked,
It was a match made in Heaven,
a match made by God.
That single kiss they shared, 
It made him fall in love. 
Everything he did, 
he did for her,
to this man, this woman was,
all there ever was.

Because even small ants cast long shadows,

He never did suspect,
that one day she’d go away.
Her time was drawing near, 
and it’d be there all too soon.
He never saw the car, 
I came from out of sight.
He did his best to stop it, 
he did his best to fight.
But it was too late, 
and the damage had already been done.
He cried when he realized,
 that she was already gone.
And as he sat there crying, 
he realized,

That even the small ants cast long shadows.

Two weeks later, 
and he’s crying in his room.
He was starting to get tired, 
and darkness began to loom.
He no longer wanted to live, 
he no longer wanted to fight.
All he wanted to do, 
is go to the looming light.
So as he sits there crying,
he writes his last note.
As the last tear,
He’ll ever cry, 
falls from his face.
And the guns in his face, 
the pain’s in his heart. 
And from this world,
He then did depart.

All because small ants cast long shadows.

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