my funny valentine

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every stroke, every caress
it all feels so fake, so marionette-esque

like me in this dress
or you and your empress

or perhaps it's simply a confess
on my part and on your bless

so leave this mess
this torture, strangulation -- this game of chess

and i'll see you when i'm in transgress
my lady, my damsel (you) in distress

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