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Lane Bohman Dec 2015
By you
I'm bitten,
smitten,

I'm not kidding.

How you got me,
Don't stop
Darling, won't you stay?

Four score,
seven years before
Knock, knock
I'm knocking at your door

Make it so hard

to bite my tongue,

Lower my guard,
crumble at the sight
of your face.


Just one taste.

Cause I've been
fiendin,
fantasizing.
Bending over
back and sideways.

Can't put out the fire,
Wish I could deny.

This girl,
Brings out the beast in me.
I wonder
If this Wild heart
will spark my defeat.
Oh this girl
could be the death of me
I resolve,
to never self sabotage.

Second time around,

Maybe I'm too proud.

But your lips
they keep me wanting,
***** hips

You won't stop flaunting.

Just a moment with you,
(But you never let me through.)
Two-tone,
smile then fake it
Just enough love
To keep me baited.

But then
she said, she said

"baby it's too late,
there's no maybe
I've give up on you
There's nothing left to do."


"My bags are packed
I'm gone tomorrow,
for what you lack

it brings no sorrow.


I've given up on you,
there's nothing left to do"


Every little rhyme
And every reason.
Colors of the year,
And every season-
Pales to all my fears,
scared what's in the mirror.

Oh, I can't take it.
Can't take it no more.

This girl,
Brings out the beast in me.
I wonder If this Wild heart
will spark my defeat.
Oh this girl
could be the death of me
I resolve...

**What can I learn from this?
When you both promise to not catch the feels but you do, and she doesn't.

— The End —