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UnwillingAorta
UnwillingAorta
my heart is whack / my mind is clear
I now have a funky heart, My nurse calls it a ***** heart. All seemed well, And I felt swell- Until I stood, that is. The funky heart grooved, The ***** heart moved. I fell, Oh hell- The nurse's name was Liz. The doctor told me I'd be fine... But he cannot feel the pain that is mine.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
Funky Heart