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Falling In Love
I can’t decide if I really did, Was I really, was she the one? In a short span, she made this young man Wonder, ponder, gander, look myself in the eyes and ask… You in love? You can’t be in love. You have no clue, what love can do to you. What the hell is this four letter word? Sometimes used following a verb. Making love, faking love, taking love, Playing love, like it’s a joke, some comedy, Damn this shorty is the bomb to me. An explosion, not through the Trojan, She’s made my mind ejaculate And give birth to something I don’t even know. Yo, I can’t even show, her how I’m feeling. Damn I’m kneeling, begging her to take me. She thinks I’m crazy son, got an obsession, But it’s more like an impression. What I’m confessing, is too damn real, What man will, pour his heart out, His blood, his tears, even tells his peers, what he’s thinking about. Damn girl, what kind of spell, or root have you put on me? I didn’t ask for this, it just happened, Like I was nappin’, and you woke me up, What the… why you do that Then not feel the same way back. You make me want to come back To my queen in Queens, You’re the first girl that didn’t turn me on with what’s in her jeans. I don’t mean, to come between, what’s going on in your life, But you are too nice, great advice, and our b-ball convos Did Sugar Shane combos, on my heart, sorry but you are a part Of my love experience, you the first one that had me not fearing it. I truly miss you, I have to get it off my chest, I swear you’re the best, better than the rest, If you still with that so-called man, he’s the most blessed Man alive, hope he never lets you leave his side. I have to hear from you at least one more time, And there will be no more poems, no more rhymes, I hope you and your fam are doing just fine, Holla back bonita, this is the last time.
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