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A man with a notebook trying to draw
His book is filled with only thoughts of her
If forced not to write his hands he would gnaw
It may be harder to be her lover.
It may be harder to get out this tree.
I want to hold you, I want to trust us
My hope is good but we will never be
I would kill the other but don't want a fuss
I'd rather watch you two lie in your bed
I'd rather watch you in my nude drawings
Sorry their was nothing that I can say
I watch you like an angel with longing
Too bad that only to him you would pray.
But you know that I will be the devil
But I will never be at that level



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