pretty little lady come sit by me a while
let me hold your hand and try to make you smile
you shy away when i look you in the eyes
you duck and cover looking for a place to hide
don't you know i'll be behind every mile
come and lay your head and take a rest
out of all the people in the world, you are the best
the words from your lips might hurt sometimes
but i know that in the end i'll make you mine
there's a little something i want to get off my chest
all the handsome young boys may talk to you
and you might like what they'll try to do
but i know it doesn't mean a thing
and every time his wish is your command
we both know that i humbly understand
only because you are my everything
come and lay your head and take a rest
out of all the people in the world, you are the best
the words from your lips might hurt sometimes
but i know that in the end i'll make you mine
there's a little something i want to get off my chest
pretty little lady come sit by me a while
let me hold your hand and try to make you smile
you shy away when i look you in the eyes
you duck and cover looking for a place to hide
don't you know i'll be behind every mile
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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