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Lie to me a hundredth time,
Tie me in a dark haunted room,
And I will not even hold a grudge,

Hurt me, Tie me, Kill me!
And I will forgive you,

Do everything that you want
to do to me,
And none of it will make me angry,
Because all I think about was my
undying love for you.

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