The rants of a broken hearted boy...

by RebelGalore

January 20, 2015

Fabricate feelings and actions to get a reaction that's lacking attraction it had

My bad I'm thinking of love...

While being in love wit being In love...

A wonderful fragrance with rushed feelings of...

This and that

My heart is in tact or is it pieced with tacts

Only I can tell...

Should have left it wer it was jus because it don't feel the same...

Do she miss me ion kno but my heart skips a beat at the sound of her name...

Wat a shame....

Maybe I should of listened

You was once mines with a touch that was divine

I wish ta get yu back to do a lot of things different..

Every kiss that we had every grab of your hips and tease of your ass

Was love wasn't it?

I think it was... love

Lost In emotion a potion filled wit devotion on my behave

Cuz I fell for the prettiest girl in the class....

Bit love...love a do wat it means and it's mean I mean it's mad wit a vengeance...

And never mind your intentions...cuz

Love will love you weather you love love or not

I think I'm in love wit the word love because my love is not were it should be

Well It should be right after A and jus before C... Get me...

Right after I've accumulated traits and nominated a top bitch nominee... And before I cut out the bad ones like lumber at the base of a tree.. And if you still looking for love grab ya hearts and follow me...

We won't follow Cupid send him I. The other direction...

Cuz we looking fa love not utter attraction...

But wait... Is there love without attraction???

Wait no riddle me this... Is there love without attraction...

Soul of a 60s kid wit. A 90s kid body...

Maybe I'll call up a buffalo girl or jus hit up a thottie...

But in this age of day

To get a girl to stay

You need a pocket full of dirty dollars...

And a car

That's steers to the trap house so he won't get far...

But love oh yea...

Wat is love really a noun or a verb a four letter word

Game hurt play pain... And wit love it all the same

Right?

Well never kno cuz

Love is undefined it's in the back if your mind

It's In the taste of your lips... In your touch like your finger tips...

But I love you... Prove you love me too..

So let's play the game... But neglect the hurt and reject the pain...

-Marthael crockett

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