My heart it bleeds,
Like I'm on fire,
Expresses needs,
with filthy desire.
My brain is racked,
please stop calling.
Emotional smack.
I see you balling.
Like a squirrel
In that tree
Nightly quarrel
Then you flee
Spend all day
Saving my nuts,
so if i may?
Need no buts.
Most of the time
I take the blame
within a rhyme,
Its all the same.
I only think
about your kiss.
The pain in ink
Ill Never miss.
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