Hands wrapped around my throat
like a bow
A gift to the present times.
Am I pretty enough in this
chokehold?
Squeeze my throat until I fall in line.
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 4:35 PM UTC
Hands wrapped around my throat
like a bow
A gift to the present times.
Am I pretty enough in this
chokehold?
Squeeze my throat until I fall in line.
© Tatiana
This is the chorus from a song that I wrote.
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