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Dear T,
I wish you would drag it all out of me, and then beat me while you say all the nice things I need to hear.
Dear T,
I wish therapy was kinky.
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Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
--leonard cohen
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