I'm 4'11, brown hair, brown eyes dropped down from heaven,
on a scale of one to ten you can probably call me a seven,
on a good day I'm a sight to see, I'd have you calling me an eleven.My moods go from cold to hot,
some days I'll miss you and I'd be hitting up your cell a lot,other days you might see, from my eyes, a tear drop,
I'm like a labyrinth, I'm complicated, a risk you see, it'd be hard to be with someone like me, a chance to take, possibly a heart to break.
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