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Valentine
You ignore my calls
Why?
You never answer your door
Why?
These men in uniform tell me to leave you alone
but why?
Is it really such a crime for me to love you so?
I just want things to remember you by
I have a small collection thus far
The napkin you threw away with the paper cup at the coffee shop
The receipt you dropped in the parking lot at the market
I even have a copy of the restraining order with your lovely autograph on it
I have some lovely red hairs from your hair brush
A shuttle from your tampon
I even took your cat (you thought he got out the house and ran away)
But its never enough my dear
For there is one thing I have yet to possess
Your heart
Your hands tied
My hands roam over your beautiful ivory skin
So soft, so beautiful
Why do you cry?
You should be happy
Because you are mine
I stick my fingers in
So moist, so wet
I shove the pills down your throat
Hold your mouth closed
It won't be long now
Your legs flail, I hold them still
You will give me your heart
Pull out my scalpel
Make an incision here and there
Pull out the saw
I cut through bone
Remove bone and reveal whats underneath
Oh you cover me in red
So romantic, the colour of our love
And there it sits nestled there
And I pull it out
Your heart
All mine
My sweet sweet Valentine
Why?
You never answer your door
Why?
These men in uniform tell me to leave you alone
but why?
Is it really such a crime for me to love you so?
I just want things to remember you by
I have a small collection thus far
The napkin you threw away with the paper cup at the coffee shop
The receipt you dropped in the parking lot at the market
I even have a copy of the restraining order with your lovely autograph on it
I have some lovely red hairs from your hair brush
A shuttle from your tampon
I even took your cat (you thought he got out the house and ran away)
But its never enough my dear
For there is one thing I have yet to possess
Your heart
Your hands tied
My hands roam over your beautiful ivory skin
So soft, so beautiful
Why do you cry?
You should be happy
Because you are mine
I stick my fingers in
So moist, so wet
I shove the pills down your throat
Hold your mouth closed
It won't be long now
Your legs flail, I hold them still
You will give me your heart
Pull out my scalpel
Make an incision here and there
Pull out the saw
I cut through bone
Remove bone and reveal whats underneath
Oh you cover me in red
So romantic, the colour of our love
And there it sits nestled there
And I pull it out
Your heart
All mine
My sweet sweet Valentine
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