BRIDGE
Once we make love
For better or worse
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It's been nearly 2000 years and so many lonely days
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Chocolate and roses red left at my door
With only a note to proclaim to me
The truth of this romantic holiday is that I have
A secret admirer of my poise and my beauty
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Say a lot of things that maybe I should't say
Do a lot of things that maybe I should't do
Not perfect
Not by far
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Angry, bitter, and full of hate
Wickly she plots
Coldly she plans
The demise of each and every one of her fellow poets
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