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David W Clare
Poems
Jan 2015
Hurt
When you came to me baby you were somebody fine
Not the type of guy to try and use a cheap line
You really cared it didn't feel
like an act
So how do you explain the fact that
You’re hurting me; oh you're hurting me
When I first stared into your sinister eyes
I failed to see into your brilliant disguise
I felt weak; I tried to hide
I felt pain, I wasn’t quite your size
Your love is hurting me; oh yes you're hurting me
You’re hurting me. Your love is hurting me
Oh, it’s hurting, hurting, hurting, hurting me…
I don’t mind a game when you love me like you do
But this intense kind of pain, it tears me right in two
You simply call my name I do what you want me to
Sometimes I feel ashamed, Ill get used to you
I love you like crazy, but you do it so rough
To be with you baby is dangerous stuff
I’ve learned wild things that I wouldn’t dare to show
But there’s something now baby I think you should know
You're hurting me; oh, yes you're hurting me…
You're hurting me. Yiur love is hurting me
Oh, you're hurting, hurting, hurting, hurting me…
I don’t mind a game when he love me like him do
But this intense kind of pain, it break me right in two
You simply call my name I do what you want me to
Sometimes I feel ashamed, I get used to you, ooh…
Repeat chorus
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David W Clare
Petaluma, USA
(Petaluma, USA)
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