girl, sport, bow

She a savage,

Bypassing matters of the heart nonchalantly like a surgeon,

She is emotionless, cares less except for her dresses,

About you she won’t stress.

Call her wonder woman,

She’ dressed in gold,

Looking liker a killer, please shoot me oh,

Heart so cold.

We ain’t on the same page,

At the ocean we ain’t riding the same wave,

She won’t come to my man cave,

She full of rage,

But she always on my mind,

Wonder why wonder woman got me in her cage..

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