Don’t look me in the eyes please
Your love is better that ice cream
You make me think about things you big tease
You’d be better off making me scream.
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Things make you think that aren’t relevant,
And minds make you wonder for a moment.
Drawing for consciousness and peace of mind,
But nothing makes you steady like feeling behind.
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In the heat of the moment you’re there.
Life minds you existing so you give it a wink.
It returns with it’s hard glare,
But there’s nothing that will force you to look or think.
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Plans written are set in sand.
A girl is not wanted if she’s in your hand.
There’s something about dominance by man
That makes her boring and always bland.
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Screw logic! And most everyone else.
Then keep a little something to remember
Who they were before being notches in your belts
Before your inadvertent psychological dismember.
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You don’t say aloud, but I’m just like she was
Before he was no longer a missus.
But I don’t want to be compared.
It makes me shy and scared.
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You can always be told.
I know you’d surely listen,
But I’m not confident or bold.
There’s no way I’m her or her division.
Do You Love These Words? 