No, not her
Not her right now
One that can look
But not quite see
It can’t be her
Not her right now
For I am not the one to be
For if it’s her
Then who am I?
Some second choice
The choice too shy
Don’t let it be
Not her, not now
Another paint still stains her life
She’s lost in thought of other nights
Our bodies touch
Our minds may flower
Morning come
She will devour
No evil purpose meant by she
But still I’m not the one to be
So no, not her
Not her right now
The her that’s taken still by one
That first-choice angel held by none
The one who never knows her plan
The one who clicks her fingers and
It’s her the one who holds her thoughts
The one who I feel untoward
The one I wish I never knew
In fact them both, as feelings grew
But still I’m glad
Yet pray it pass
And hope to see it through
Although I thought you were the one for me
I know I’m not the one for you
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