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I saw a woman with red hair, who left me caught in quite the stare. While she ran her fingers through that red hair, while she was just standing there. That red haired woman standing there, who ran her fingers through that red hair. That red haired woman she drove me wild, when she flashed that devilish smile. That woman with red hair, her gaze stripped me, left me bare. That woman with red hair I made her mine. And so together, we spent our time. That red haired woman, how she made me feel inside. Everytime I saw her, I felt I had just died. That red haired woman, she was a heaven to me. She could fill any that was empty. That woman with red hair, she could not be tamed. Her flowing essence, would never drain. That woman with red hair, a free spirit of her own. The greatest thing, I have ever known. That red haired woman, who always got her way. So to her, belonged each day. That red haired woman, who had me trained. and so soon, I was the one who was chained. That woman with red hair, who was head to toe insane. And had to cause so, way to much pain. That woman with red hair, with whom I came to a bad end. In a heartbeat, I'd do it all again.
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