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Recovering
Biographical tattoos, hiden behind clothing
They look so sexy, I want to undress thee
Outline them with the tip of my fingers
Closing in to those sensitive regions
Don't worry, my cold fingers will only tease you
Laying having a heavenly dream, soft silky sheets
Pampering your body because you are such a hard worker
If only for a day we will torn down your walls of pain
We will fly away to neverland
Where all the shields are too heavy to walk with
I will lay you down on green soft pastures
Admire you and for a day let your world be ours
Now is time to do a heart surgery
The superficial treatment is not enough
I really want to dig in and zap all those cancerous memories
Freeing you to a new day and spent my life with you, recovering...
