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The sound of his breath loud The springs of the bed squeak The tear rolling down my face Just the rhythm of my heart beat The memories come flying back I never thought I'd feel like this He held my hand called me his babe And it started with a little kiss They tell you love is forever And you know it happens when it will But then never tell you love is painful When the man is lookin' for the kill He brought me flowers and wine Told me it'd be the best But when I told him to stop He slammed his fist down on my chest You think you can fight it Tae Kwon Do for four years You're a man, tell him no But "yes baby" is all he hears He got up, got dressed, smiled Said "thanks, man, you're the best" If I was a woman would I be fine? Or is he a monster for either sex? You never know how you'll act Until on that stage you spill your heart But as the lights dim and the curtains fall You wonder, 'Was it worth it, for a part?'
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Confessions of "earning" my lead role.

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