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Dec 2014
My heart is in prison
Your arms are the cage.
I don't want to break
But all you do is take.
Love boils
You coil.
Releasing me
Capturing you
What are we going to do?
My next question is who?
A beautiful girl
With many curls
Pretty as a pearl
You make me hurl.
Your eyes full of lead
I hope your dead.
You beg please
I'm such a tease.
Wishing you were free
While I drink my tea.
It's this so much fun?
Don't you love my pun?
I strip you of your tongue
Your lucky I don't take a lung.
I'll tie you up
make you drink from a red cup.
Sleep honey
While I make money.
When you wake
I will take
What is left
Until death.
Amaya Danzy
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Amaya Danzy
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