If you ask me what is wrong with me If you even dare ask me Why I run away from you when I see you You will get smacked across the face I told you the first day we met I hate shallow people The ones that are hung up on their looks And everybody else around them Surprised at fact that you even remembered my name I had to walk away from a loser like youBirth sign: Libra
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