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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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