If you get some diamonds,
Just make a snoop into my life.
Consider me as the same girl,
Of your wide roads.....
I'm resented by your peek
It's like stabbing my soul with arrows
Think ye not,
Believe ye not,
That ye are cupids
Just dart not your arrows in my sight
Stab it into your eyes.....
So may ye get some insight over your life....
Ye all are just like stupid cupids,
swaying in a row,
holding your rubbish arrows, ,
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