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I will not hit you
Or punish you although you ask me to
I will not
But I now think about it at times

There's an unsettling here
And I don't know what to do to keep it at bay
I don't know right from wrong anymore
But I wanted to keep you with me in every way
But I can't

Still I recall with faintness your hair
And the sacrilegious words that would fall
In the deadest of air
Not from violence nor abandonment
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There was a whiskey bottle in her purse
That we would take to the movies or into shows
And in the back, in the darkness, we would kiss
That's what I'll remember of you

Still I'll recall with faintness your hair
And the sacrilegious words that would fall
In the deadest of air
But not from violence nor abandonment
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Still I'll recall with faintness your hair
And the sacrilegious words that would fall
In the deadest of air
But not from violence nor abandonment
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