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By Tanqueray Cowboy Date: 2001 Jun 25 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.25.21.50.19040]] |
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You want my absolution? All I wanted was a chance. You want my absolution? You want to live without guilt? These dark, mysterious eyes believed in you. You're no one's woman. You belong to fear. You belong to confusion and pain. You belong to a sad little girl. How dare you ask my absolution when All I wanted was your benediction. Your approval. A chance. A chance to prove that I might prove that you are the woman I know you can be. You belong only to fear. |