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I remember the first time you toughed me
You touched me in the dark
I moaned and arched
As you played with my heart.
One Thing on your mind
My feelings it was not
Collecting flowers, perverse hobbies
My heart to you mattered not.
The stealing of innocence your favored game
Calling for the Devil
Even though I know of all your Fame.
It all mattered not
For I was blinded by Love
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