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I Loved Her


It was all about Lisa.

I loved her pierced belly and her big DD Brazilian tits.

Now she has blown my heart, instead of my organ, to bits.

I loved her right down to my very heart and core.

How could you leave me you bitch, you whore?

How could you take almost all of my dough?

You wanted to reap more than I could sow.

You were my woman and I was your man.

Now I feel like you've kicked me in the can.

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