Casual Rambles~Mature

I like my retarded broken but structured rhyming here..

Rambling on, because the words
Escape me and, thinking it's wrong
I can't think straight, you touch my hand
Joining you nerds, will have to wait.

With you in mind, that's all I do
You're in my head, think it's unkind
The way you just, turn me bright red
Because it's you, ~and you've got me sussed.

I forget what, this feeling is
Turning crimson, an awful lot
World's unreal, love bug's bitten
Wonder through this, how do you feel?

I'm too tired to write any more.. 

The End

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