Cram Yourself
It's all 'bout you,
strip ya self naked,
no no bare to the bone,
take a look inside,
crawl up underneath,
like a bad dream, tryin' to shake ya self free,
High tide, keeps it real inside,
take advantage, your kind capsize,
play the fools dream...
Love, anger, repels,
your a hidden, but these eyes can tell,
Meet your maker, yeah, one day,
I'll send this on, ya can explain it away.
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2012
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