Bewitched

by isaiah   Oct 31, 2006


Your mind has put a spell on my heart girl
And as you speak the spell has weaken me
It is similar to a whole new world
Because this never happened to me
My knees start shake as if it was cold
Words can no longer flow like they were dam
And you know that all the cards you hold
So I be come red like Simony Sam
I'm red from the frustration A-K-A
This situation that I find myself
Finding it difficult to walk away
It is like this spell made me not myself
No longer can I walk I am crippled
Crippled from this spell that was cast by you
Like the Black boy from Malcolm I'm crippled
I am still similar to a statue
I can not hold my peace any longer
But when I opened my mouth no words came
I could tell you made the spell stronger
Now me and a mute has became the same
It is like I am hypnotized by you
By your gorgeous body brown skin brown eyes
You know I would paint a picture of you
But I will not put you out there no lie
But what kind of sourcy did you use
Would you go out with me no you refuse

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