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Self control is like A straightjacket of emotions that run amok— When I spoke to you of love and trust and about the price of tea in China and about the carnivorous plants in my country You smile patiently and patted my head like you would a child— And all I can think about is how different your face looks in the dark with my fingers wrapped around your neck.
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
Self control
Self control is like A straightjacket of emotions that run amok— When I spoke to you of love and trust and about the price of tea in China and about the carnivorous plants in my country You smile patiently and patted my head like you would a child— And all I can think about is how different your face looks in the dark with my fingers wrapped around your neck.
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
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