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by Jamie   May 23, 2005




You tell me how to dress
You pick my friends
You run my life
I'm scared to leave you
I don't know what you'll do
You say you love me but
I know you only want me to be you slave
You tell me when to talk and what to say
I'm scared you'll take my life
If i don't become your wife
You beat me every time I tell you how i feel
Will its going to stop here
I hope you have a nice fall
Thats the last time
you'll ever beat me or anyone else

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