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For I have tasted the sweet nectar of my enemy,
and left behind a mark, on the neck of her...
So that every time he takes her in his arms,
there will be constant reminder of me...
For I have protected her from him in the time of need,
time has past instilling love, deep inside of me...
So, one day she turned on me,
and withdrew straight back to the one who stole from me...
For she has made a mistake today,
leaving me hurt, destroyed, and the one to pay...
So come again one day she may,
find herself in that same cult someday.
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