Perfect in your looks,
Your clothes fit you so well
Havings swager is all you dwell
That perfect dark tan and so worked out.
Body so desirable from wherever you stand.
You look so good, because so hard you try,
So that everyone can't deny,
"That boy is so handsome,
He makes me want to die."
That's what all girls cry whenever you fly.
Main purpose.. superficiality up to the sky.
What did this world do to make you so self aware
That you feel the need for a permanent stare?
©phantom
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