Collab Writing #1

I was misconstrued with every word that dribbled out of my locked jaw, I was judged by every movement that I made, I twisted and I turned to break free of this lock, I was fighting myself - I was fighting what every person in the world has fought, with the exception of Ebenezer Scrooge, I was love struck, I was dumb founded, I was pierced by cupids arrow - and just in time for another fabricated holiday - here's to you girl of my dream - a dozen roses, a creepily written letter, and a box full of heart clogging chocolates. Love's a bitch, and leaves that undesirable itch.