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Make me your Pygmalion Statue, while this love is running warm in my veins. While the blood is warm, make me so I will never change. I love you so, I want to please. Make me your statue for fear of loosing you is a strange thing.
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 5:52 PM UTC
Aphrodite.
Make me your Pygmalion Statue, while this love is running warm in my veins. While the blood is warm, make me so I will never change. I love you so, I want to please. Make me your statue for fear of loosing you is a strange thing.
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 5:52 PM UTC
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