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| Awaiting blindfolded alone in the dark, aware of the torture soon to come. Whips, chains.
Sitting across the room, i glance over and smile
The woman in my life sleeps for a while
I relax and breathe deeply, happy and calm
Knowing she loves me and will keep me from harm
The feeling i get when she gives me that grin
I know it is deep and comes from within
She holds me together, keeps me in line
And i feel she is there in my heart all the time
She does make me cry, scream, fight and beg
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