Patiently I wait Will tonight be the night The night we have so oft dreamt of Please come through the door My heart can't be wrong again I look at the clock The minutes crawl past Taunting me with every tick This time will be different I pray My heart can't be wrong again Sheer silk encases my legs Blood red, the color of my sacrifice Blazing the trail to my core
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