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Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Language, anguish
Wrapped myself in blankets
Thinkin' about girls that consider me strange-ish
Well who really cares
Givin' off looks, and creepy stares
Stalkin' and talkin'
Chills and sidewalk chalkin'
Layin' in bed with you
Makin' plans we'll never do
Pretty girl, anywhere, I'll take you to
Just wanna kiss,
And kick it too

Sleeping tonight, feels so wrong
Alone, tonight, feels so long
But you call, talkin' *****
We up till seven-thirty
You know I'm right here
Let me whisper in your ear
Let's fu- I mean make love
And then maybe, if push comes to shove
I'll let you act just like a white dove

Scheming, dreaming, it's all seeming
A little hot, but not shot
All my plans and secrets too
Cause when I'm in your bed
I'll stay lovin' you
Chano Williams Apr 2014
It brings my heart so much pain
when she passes through my brain.­
So badly I want this dame,
but everyday’s still the same.
Even t­hough I try to change
to keep no shame in my game,
she keeps on s­witching lanes,
which is driving me insane.
When at me her smile ­aims
it just hits me like a train.
My composure's harder to retai­n,
getting me higher than a plane.
She might think I'm strange
an­d I might be out of her range,
and some may even claim
that my ef­forts are in vain,
but as long as she says my name
in my mind she­'ll remain.
From her I can't abstain,
which is kind of hard to ex­plain.
To the wall she has me chained.
She has this beast tamed.
­My love for her I'd exclaim
from Spain, then back to Spain.
Whene­ver too much I entertain
and start to become drained
she is my su­pport cane,
helps to keep me sustained.
Though this world's full ­of rain
she's my light through the pane.
Once she knows my love s­he's gained
in her life she'll be glad I came.

— The End —