10. Lost Baby Boy

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Are you ready for it? Are you ready for it?
Well deep in my mind I'm not ready for it
But he said "Ready or not, we're doing it"
He kissed me so swift, and I kinda liked it.

The rainbow showed before the thunderstorm
But with shades of grey like Lui Vuitton
I ran to the end before the pot is gone
But all I got was lightning and dark cloud forms.

The monotone streams of dark colors was just a decoy
Pots of gold, streaks of light and a leprechaun convoy
These horrible situations are just because of a boy
That isn't even that mature to differentiate sadness and joy...

In the fields of golden flowers, that's when I was allured
It's hard to dissappear without a trace, ran so swift nobody could follow the pace
How can he be so dumb and immature, now loving him wasn't so sure
All I see was a lost baby boy trying to escape like we wasn't the ace anymore.

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