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you got me


You got it and dont even know what to do with it

oh what you scared now?

scared somebody will actually come and love you?

scared someone may actually come and set you straight and accept all those flaws you try to cover?

You got this shit and dont even know what to do with it

all this ass and  these big ol tits

i mean you can caress and sex me up but can you make love instead of just fuck?

you wana back down now cause shit has gotten real

but what about you not wanting to be in a situanttionship i mean relationship i mean whatever "this" is??

Oh you want a girlfriend i mean a girl thats a friend where you don't have the title but you can still bone her from time to time or get jealous when you see she's speaking to someone else and you gotta question "who is that?"

or you want someone at your deposal.

you know im not goin anywhere so you tell me what i want to hear because it sounds good and you know youre geat with that word play huh

im loving you with my hands tied and yet im still holding on

to something

maybe nothing but right now it feels good

to the both of us and i wish you would let me go

then ill be forced to stay here

stay here with emptiness and a broken heart you say you didnt wana break but yet lead me on to believe we'd be more than you and i

hoping it could be "we"

it's funny how the game goes and how the tables have turned

its not that i didn't know what i wanted but who

but as time passed i realized that these feelings, beyond desire, were more than just me wanting to be a "friend" to you

someone how you put the voodoo on me and now i cant seem to let up

i allow you to hurt me because it feels..so....damn....good!

when you hand grabs my waist tightly

im reminded why i started messing with your young ass in the first place

the one thing i said i wouldnt do cause it wasn't my thing

and then

there was you

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keydana0908
<p>I felt every word.&nbsp;</p><p>thank you,</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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