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May 2016
She's got me against the ropes.
I'm subdued by the spell she put on me.
I can't break free.
Hit me once. Hit me twice.
Yet I can't seem to hit the ground.
I take one blow. I take two blows.
The pain grows bigger while I get smaller.
Caving within myself I can't stop loving her abuse.
Or is it even her that's killing me at all?
Krusty Aranda
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Krusty Aranda  Mérida
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