A ploy ripe for your favorite season.
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Pyrite, fools gold, elemental treason.
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Pirates scream, it's rum they bleed.
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Think lustful thoughts and then retreat.
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Cold leather kisses your back.
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I'm not important and you get bored of crying fast when dwelling on the past.
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Too bad about your situation: all those years with him.
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Amidst the nautical imagery, you've lost the self you found at sea. I'm liquid.
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If it seems like I lack empathy, then you have reached an epiphany.
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And as shallow as this all may seem, your situation deserves an apology.
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You are still beautiful.
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There has never been an "us", I know.
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You're so insatiable.
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I'll make you grin and not be gentle.
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Here we are. We came back for more.
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You regret the vows you made to him when you were both in love.
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You regret the life you two started so many years ago.
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What made you forget the hope you had in each other's arms?
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What made you forget the love you had that brought your soul to life?
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Too Bad About Your Situation
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| Kingston Falls |
