HEART BOXING

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HEART BOXING

Don’t think me to be cocky and so trying to show off

But if you were me you’d surely do the same

Have you looked at yourself in the mirror of late?

If you do I’m sure you’d see why I can’t turn my pride off

I’m gonna climb a mountain top and brag even if it seems lame

Do you know how it feels to know someone as beautiful as you?

Tell me why I won’t scream when I want to say I love you?

I’ve got to let the whole world know what you mean to me

How sweet you look when you tell me to leave

How sexy you get when you scream at me

How awesome it is to hear you add “you” and “i” in a sentence

Even if it’s when you say you hate me *”I” hate “you” *

You could keep telling yourself that you don’t love me

That’s cool as long as it helps you sleep at night

Please don’t think of me as a dumb fool

I’m just love drunk and now I’m full

Sweet heart I’m loves victim and you’re my addiction

So telling me to find another is just word play because there ain’t no competition

Have you seen the sparks we make when we stare at each other?

Forget the last explosive the Voltage was too high and PHCN was to blame

But besides then, we make beautiful fireworks especially when you turn your back on me

I know you said you’ll call the cops if I come to your place again

But if loving you is a crime then give me twenty five to life

After all there is no life without you

Please know that I’m a boomerang so throwing me off means I’m coming right back

I’ve only got two swing points in my life

One is you and the other is the after life

Some might say I’m being foolish for loving someone who doesn’t feel the same

But they can never understand this feeling I feel when our heart touch each other

Even when it’s hurt I can bear it because that’s what I get in heart boxing.

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13 January 2013 at 09:28
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