That twinkle in her eye, The abscence that makes you want to cry, The existence that makes you want to fly, The presence that makes you want to stay alive, As long as she's alive, And hope to never die, She's no piece of cake she's that expensive yet delicious Piece of pie, To her I never want to say goodby, Even though to be with her I try, I know I will never thrive, Because she is to high, unable to be reached just like the sky.Birth sign: Capricorn
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