you said "send me stationery

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to make me horny"
so i always write your letters

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in multicolor

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decorating envelopes for foreplay

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damn extended metaphors,

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i get carried away

and nothing says "i miss you"
quite like poetry carved in your door

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with a stanley knife

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i cherish with fondness

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the day before i met you

and on your request

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i compile a list
of my top five resolutions

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for this year

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i declined because i decided

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that i do not believe

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in the new year anymore

and you must confess

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that at times like these

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hopefulness is tantamount

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to hopelessness

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and i accept that it's time for a change

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but not in places like this

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or with people like these

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