she likes to draw
and I like to write

she smiles at the mornings light
and I walk the streets at night

she draws out her reality
I write this imagination of mine

she breathes as she sketches each detail
I hold my breath on every line

she likes to color
and I like to rhyme

she's out of my world
and I'm out of time

together in separation
cause

she likes to draw
and I like to write
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