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Blessed I am to have you here
To touch your apple cheeks dear
To feel the warmth of your true love
And cherish all here, down or above
I am so lucky, to have the lucky charm
Of nuptial beauty, charismatically warm
O love, my love! You are what I'd convert
This world may end, death comes,so what?
 Nov 22 Aaron
Thirty Nine
My ears deceive me
Because the words that came out of your mouth
Are so insulting
But you would never actually say that to me

My sense of touch deceives me
Because the way you touched me
Was so *****
But you would never touch me like that

My nose deceives me
Because the way your heart smells
It is so rotten
But you are the purest person I know

My eyes deceive me
Because the person in front of me
Is so controlling
But you would never use me in that way

My tongue deceives me
Because the way your mouth tastes
Is so bitter
But you are the sweetest person I know

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