My little heart is tender
But my body is strong
I love the beatific gender
With which i form a bond.
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The sky up there is blue
It's a truth you can't debunk
The being i crave is you
Your price i can't refund
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The goose we thought we chased
From the den of the fierce dragon
Made a wall for which we faced
We thrived to set the wagon
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An occult of ultimate passion
We found an age ago
Is what we cut into fraction
For us to achieve our goal
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My little heart is bleeding
I wish we could reach the end
Your seraphic smile is seeking
The time we were meant to spend.
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