Poems from Chris Goodman
I know you want to move,
By those hips, I can tell you want to groove,
So follow me to the floor,
This feeling we will not ignore,
Don't...
Sitting in this bunk bed, Times getting to my head,Trying to figure out,What this life is all about.Well, I made a wrong turn,Fucked with...
Okay, I admit it; life's hard.Even when you're living a good life with total disregard,To others, who see you and your smile,But you go...
When I woke up it was well past four,
You were gone and I was sore.
It must have been a good night,
I love waking up without you in sight...
You know you're killing me,
That short dress and long hair,
I kinda think it'd be rude not to stare,
I die slowly,
I die slowly.
And...