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Slave of the Heart
Velvet smooth promises
Slip from your tongue,
Things that would cause
My aching heart
To tear itself from my chest
Just to rest
In the curve of your lips.
Slip from your tongue,
Things that would cause
My aching heart
To tear itself from my chest
Just to rest
In the curve of your lips.
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