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Aug 2015
Helpless,
im held hostage by my emotions.
Pain,
has me strung up,
naked,
gun to the head, hoping for joy to come gallop into rescue this poor soul
A slave bound to you
The more I run away
The more you catch me
And whip me back to you.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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