So Tonight I Might See
He puts his hands on me,
I'm not the only thing he wants.
To men, a body is ecstasy.
"Show me more, put your hand here, give me what I wish you would..."
I am a woman of her pride, dignity.
What you made me feel obligated to do, I had wished to save for another man.
You are gone, but for no price other than my stolen innocence.
He put his hands on me,
Told me he loved me.
I wasn't the only thing he wanted.
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