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Won't Take That
She gave her word and I just believed, was the best thing that happened to me, but, before long, on camera I see her sneaking with a man who lives up the street. Probed her for truth, but, oh, she just lie, never had a hint of guilt in her eyes, how can someone feel that justified, even showed her the tape, but she just denied. I won’t take that, bend of break that, it’s my one fact, I won’t take that. One claimed she was on the cutting edge, down for so many hot things in bed, lots of strange notions came from her head, the hot ones can be crazy, it has been said. Soon started moaning, “It’s not enough.” Wanted more partners, wanted it rough, said is was all just, “New kinds of love,” Keep you polycule, I’m not into that stuff. I won’t take that, bend of break that, such a dark path, I won’t take that. Another said it wasn’t the time, cared not a bit that it must be mine, snuck out and got a process malign, then just shrugged her shoulders, like it was fine. Could not understand my protests loud, defended murder like she was proud, said my objections were not allowed, so I said, “Don’t come back, girl, get the hell out.” I won’t take that, bend of break that, such a cruel act, I won’t take that. I won’t take that, tolerate that, a soul she lacked, I won’t take that.
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