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I Cry Alone, Last Night.
I Sat There, Wishing and Waiting.
I Knew You Would Come, You Always Do Each Night.
I Waited, I Watched The Clock Tik Each Tik.
I Tried Not To Think, About The Pain That Was Coming.

The Slave Boy, Come's In Grabs Me Tight Around The Arm.
He Drag's Me To The Basement, Where The Black Collar Is Placed On.
You Place Me, In A Black Leather Top.
You Tell Me To Get Ready, I Already Am Scared.