You take one look at me
and your drooling
i start to talk to you,
something about my charm makes you need me
you have your doubts
i make them disapear
i tell you every little thing you want to know
doesn't matter if you're tall or small,
i'll let you smile
So smile it up
you tell me i love you.
i run away.
artificial happyness--x Community Member 
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