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Wedding Night
I had a gift for you, once
Wrapped perfectly and in pristine condition
It was the absolute best gift ever
Nothing else could compare.
But first, I was convinced to open it for another
One who wanted to show me how to use it
Then came the second, to show myself I could use it
And the third, to master the use of it.
Now I don't know how many times it's been used
It's well worn, half broken... tainted...
The wrapping paper is gone
And it's value is less than a dime.
I was supposed to wait for you
But I wanted fun and pleasure
And now, this night is here
And my gift is not yours alone.
I'm so sorry...
Wrapped perfectly and in pristine condition
It was the absolute best gift ever
Nothing else could compare.
But first, I was convinced to open it for another
One who wanted to show me how to use it
Then came the second, to show myself I could use it
And the third, to master the use of it.
Now I don't know how many times it's been used
It's well worn, half broken... tainted...
The wrapping paper is gone
And it's value is less than a dime.
I was supposed to wait for you
But I wanted fun and pleasure
And now, this night is here
And my gift is not yours alone.
I'm so sorry...
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