An Artist In Love
I drew him in my world;
I write him in my lines.
I want to be his girl;
he was never meant as mine.
I drew him in my world;
he's always on my mind;
I draw his every line.
It hurts when he's unkind.
I drew him in my world;
I draw him all the time,
but I don't know where
to draw the line.
- Lang Leav
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