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He doesn't need Intra Ocular Lenses, To dismember my defenses. Without a Stethoscope, He can hear my heart, He won't have to take an MRI scan, To know where to start. He won't need to inject a syringe, To romantically unhinge, My every multiplying cell, Into a palpitating craze. He won't need a lubricating gel, To ****** and amaze. He won't require to operate Nor investigate, Me from head to toe, To plainly know, That I'm besotted, my insides knotted, My better sense clotted, In deep rooted feeling, Of immense love.
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
He stole my heart during surgery
He doesn't need Intra Ocular Lenses, To dismember my defenses. Without a Stethoscope, He can hear my heart, He won't have to take an MRI scan, To know where to start. He won't need to inject a syringe, To romantically unhinge, My every multiplying cell, Into a palpitating craze. He won't need a lubricating gel, To ****** and amaze. He won't require to operate Nor investigate, Me from head to toe, To plainly know, That I'm besotted, my insides knotted, My better sense clotted, In deep rooted feeling, Of immense love.
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
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