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Lock it, Locket

Dear Love,
I give you my disregards
Dear Darling,
As I pick up my hearts broken shards
Dear Loss and Love,
I’ll drag you down farther
Dear Sugar,
I’m Riping at your pockets
Dear Baby,
Some how you will always live in my locket
Dear Honey,
You said you’d go to the four corners of the round earth
Dear Lovely,
Revenge is a dish better served cold
Dear Beautiful,
I never knew eyes like yours were so bold
Dear Sweetie,
And believe you me that your meal will send shivers to the bone
Dear Lover,
And you quiver in agony and begin to ache and moan
Dear Deary,
You’ll be in such bad pain
Dear Pumpkin,
From your brow to the tips of your toes that you’ll begin to talk like Sylvester Stallone

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