Blown up
Way out of proportion
like an over-sized college student
No subliminal intended.
I refer to the life size guitar
you indulge in :
The chronicles of a man woman
You think to much
If you play a little longer
bruise your right index finger
and your lenit thumb
you will have one
You can never knock
someone's dream
That isn't my intention
with all this here
Everything the girl you loved
wished for
The arrogance of her heart
made you settle for the next:
Skinny chick
brown eyes
Firm rear
toned thighs
size 2 or maybe 3
pretty handed
loser looking chick
Minus the crooked finger
and tracks.
Blown up
Way out of proportion
Something simple
you turned into so complex.
You swing your head
The icing of the cake
licked off
everything she comes around
You were his dream
He was unsure
So he settled
for an blown up
Guitar.
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