Hands travelling over me,
I'm scared, holding back tears.
My heart pounds trying to fight back, but I'm paralyzed unable to protect myself.
And he holds me as if I were his to adore.
Now I wonder if I can ever be held again.
Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 11:41 AM UTC
Hands travelling over me,
I'm scared, holding back tears.
My heart pounds trying to fight back, but I'm paralyzed unable to protect myself.
And he holds me as if I were his to adore.
Now I wonder if I can ever be held again.
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