It would call for a great party,
Party to celebrate my freedom,
Freedom from a jail I created,
Created for my selfish interests.
Interests that you helped me achieve,
"Achieve this then I'll grant you the next",
Next and the next,so the deeper we grew,
Grew to the positive and negative.
Negative in that I considered me delicate,
Delicate before your arms and tongue,
Tongue that was sometimes harsh,
Harsh for my heart weakened by love.
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