To say i love you takes courage,
The best of it might lead to marriage,
Thats just the terminal benefit of the package,
Dont be worried of this passage.
I told some girl i loved her,
In my mind i thought we were at per,
The difference of chalk and tar,
She thought i only wanted whats in her bra.
Some other girl calls me and wants to meet,
After dinner as she rubs my feet,
She tells me of her heart beat,
That it skips as inside her am lit,
Her Brad pitt.
Confused between what my heart wants and my wanted heart,
To the one i love i feel like a brat,
To the one who loves me am blood,
Confused as my magic wand.
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