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I do not belong to you
I could never be completely yours
Or his... or hers...
They all come and go
Like minimum wage workers
They want more
I tease them with hints of heaven
Just to keep them immersed
In sweet hell
I tell him I love him
But my heart is ever changing
With him today, with her tomorrow
I will never see a white wedding dress
I'll be the devil's whore
For all my existence
Selling my dignity
For the thrill
Of night
Or his... or hers...
They all come and go
Like minimum wage workers
They want more
I tease them with hints of heaven
Just to keep them immersed
In sweet hell
I tell him I love him
But my heart is ever changing
With him today, with her tomorrow
I will never see a white wedding dress
I'll be the devil's whore
For all my existence
Selling my dignity
For the thrill
Of night
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