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Yours sincerely.
Eyes, you are banned
From seeing anymore.
I am sick of these heart skips,
At every slam of every door.
Ears, no more listening
Out for pretty voices.
It just makes things difficult,
And gives me too many choices.
Nose, that's it,
No more whiffs of perfume,
Those smells drive me crazy,
And it's all thanks to you.
Mouth, just shut up,
No one cares what you say,
Saying all the right things
Doesn't get you anywhere anyway.
Thumbs, kindly desist,
That's enough of your texting.
Especially when drunk,
That only leads to bad sexting.
Alright, Libido,
I don't believe you were asked
As long as you're getting some,
We're all in the dark.
Heart, I hear your point,
Yep, fair enough,
I know it's my fault
That you've had it rough.
I will have nothing more to do with this,
You are all insane.
Come back when you return to your senses.
Yours sincerely, Brain.
From seeing anymore.
I am sick of these heart skips,
At every slam of every door.
Ears, no more listening
Out for pretty voices.
It just makes things difficult,
And gives me too many choices.
Nose, that's it,
No more whiffs of perfume,
Those smells drive me crazy,
And it's all thanks to you.
Mouth, just shut up,
No one cares what you say,
Saying all the right things
Doesn't get you anywhere anyway.
Thumbs, kindly desist,
That's enough of your texting.
Especially when drunk,
That only leads to bad sexting.
Alright, Libido,
I don't believe you were asked
As long as you're getting some,
We're all in the dark.
Heart, I hear your point,
Yep, fair enough,
I know it's my fault
That you've had it rough.
I will have nothing more to do with this,
You are all insane.
Come back when you return to your senses.
Yours sincerely, Brain.
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