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Bad Valentine


He whispers in your ear and says "Baby will you be my valentine tonight?"
He holds your hips as you tip to kiss his  beautiful lips 
You close your eyes as you remember the times
The times he would shake you and shout and scare you 
The candle light shines bright as his brown eyes sparkle
Could you really be his valentine tonight?

He raises his hands and you shiver with fear 
The love you have for him is still there
His strong cologne consumes your thoughts as you fall prey to his charm
Will I once again give in and be his one last time?
How could one person look so good yet cause me so much pain
All I want is just to feel his love all over again

The night runs on and he showers me with tender care
The candle blows out and I know his powerful blow is near
He pauses and smiles and says remember "you are mine tonight my dear"
The day is Valentine's Day and love is in the air
The air I breathe is filled with fear mixed with hate

Love is around but hate walks near by
One kiss then a hit and the love is no more
The champagne is warm yet the night is cold
He whispers in my ear" Baby you will die tonight"
Love is a beautiful thing but it can make the wisest woman a fool
So tonight, the one who was destined to be my valentine I will fight for my life
The kisses still linger, the roses still represent the romance
I close my eyes as I prepare to give of myself to my valentine tonight



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