22 reasons

Standard

I don’t really want to say hello

I’m better at goodbyes

And I don’t want to hold your hand

I’d rather hold you between my thighs

And I didn’t think I could handle you

When I can’t even handle me

When the easiest way to make me stay

Is to tell me that I should leave

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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