Jenn Liles - Dear Heloise, Dear Abelard

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It's something you can simply define With words Something you can’t just hide Inwards Up then down, take it out Make it sound loud, muzzle the snout Hope it's not rude, offend the priest Pray that you live to see next week Dear Heloise I plead that you leave me The passion never fades within The fire's always blazed with him Hear the cry, break my heart Leave me to die, leave a scar Don’t call me your wife, that title is charred And you know we're not what they say we are Dear my Peter Abelard You're so far And I miss what was ours In the silence of the night, you can hear the fight The inwards, outwards, up, then down Castrate him then humiliate the town In the whisper of the wind You can hear her call to him The inwards, out, up, down She's the only nun to make a sound Hear the cry, break my heart (Up then down, take it out) Leave me to die, leave a scar (Make it sound loud, muzzle the snout) Don't call me your wife, that title is charred (Hope it's not rude, offend the priest) And you know we're not what they say we are (Pray that you live to see next week) Dear my Peter Abelard (Dear Heloise)
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