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I gave cupid the finger and ran 

He's not sticking me with no arrows ever again 

I don't want to fall head over heels 

Only to end up brokenhearted 

Oh stupid cupid, 

Why do keep trying to chase me 

Why can't you just let me be 

Your arrows and magic 

Do not work right on me 

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