The one you want is so near,
hes within arms reach,
but hes protected by another,
your best friend,
all that you yearn for,
she is holding in her arms,
and he is holding her,
but she doesn't know,
how much you want him,
while she takes him for granted,
yelling and screaming and hitting,
while you sit there,
watching this tortured love,
and suffering every moment,
over such a simple thing,
a boy,
which there are many of,
but none the same,
and as you watch this butchery of love,
you're wishing that he'll give her up,
and come to your gentle arms
but for now,
you suffer in silence,
while you sleep,
under the wings of hope,
and in the shelter of fate...
 
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