The Land of Women

June 6, 2011
By kasanova BRONZE, Anaheim, California
kasanova BRONZE, Anaheim, California
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The land of women is a dangerous place to walk
Watch your step, it's prone to shock
But every single day you get closer than a close friend
I really hope it's just pretend
I cut the sleeves on my shirt
Maybe my heart is immune to hurt
Somehow your smile melts my walls of stone
You've got me checking my phone
Living life on a short fuse
Can't afford to slip up because old memories bruise
Cautiously optimistic for a dimly lit future
It's a funny thing, falling for the 'moocher'
Completely sober but I wake up hungover
Times like these, I could use a four-leaf clover
I can't run away, my thoughts make me trip
Feels like I'm stuck on a sinking ship
Losing my mind, I don't know what to do
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't sleep at night
Something's missing and it's not right

The author's comments:
Life as it is.

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