When I’m tired I don’t rhyme,
I make grammar mistakes all the time.
I got a frown on my face, I’ll need a kiss to wipe away.
Hugs are so pussy, stay away, it’s so weird.
It makes you feel all mushy and then it’s easy to crush me.
Do you still want me?
Heyy, I am the weirdo.

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Loves music, long conversations, travelling, jackets, and Mumbai. Ardent dog lover, has a playlist for every mood. Loves discovering new music. Occasionally reads books.
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