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My choice or his design I am hypnotized, selectively blind Claws cradle the head Control the mind Sweep over my face And cover my eyes He kisses my lips Conceals my mouth Stops air from getting in To prevent words from coming out Under a crown of talons I am his Queen As he sits on his throne I'm chained to his seat
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 12:33 PM UTC
The Lion
My choice or his design I am hypnotized, selectively blind Claws cradle the head Control the mind Sweep over my face And cover my eyes He kisses my lips Conceals my mouth Stops air from getting in To prevent words from coming out Under a crown of talons I am his Queen As he sits on his throne I'm chained to his seat
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 12:33 PM UTC
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