she is my art she's my terracotta
I've been stuck stuck, stuck at the bottom
crazy how I fall when it isn't even Autumn
but when I'm with her, my heart with blossom
I fell in love and it felt oh so awesome
I've been searching hard, and it's been real foggy
I've been stuck stuck, stuck at the bottom
she is my art she's my terracotta
dig dig, dig dig
crazy how an apple falls on my head
fell from a tree, fig fig fig
is it gravity, am I really Newton
If I am Newton than I really am Cam
under my jersey I am SuperMan
I'll give my powers to the Super fans
lead through the darkness that was grand
she is my art she's my terracotta
I've been stuck stuck, stuck at the bottom
crazy how I fall when it isn't even Autumn
but when I'm with her, my heart with blossom
I fell in love and it felt oh so awesome
I've been searching hard, and it's been real foggy
I've been stuck stuck, stuck at the bottom
she is my art she's my terracotta
and when we reach the other side
I'll see gardens all around us
was this really my time
perhaps God has found us
she's a witch how she does Pottery
I'm not talk no Harry Potter
think I won her love like a lottery
crazy how I found her, crazy how I got her
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Poems Of Pain
PoetryJust poems, random poems that I felt like I decided writing... Not all of them are going to be about pain... some of them might be short, some of them might be long... You'll see a new one from here every single day, so I hope you enjoy :)
