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Feb 2017
I walk in
I lie down
Your hands close around my throat
You question me but I daren't make a sound
Small talk does its best to ease my discomfort
As you strangle me I can't help but think
You should've bought me dinner first
...though I'd never say that.

With a smile you bid me farewell
We thank each other sincerely
And confess that we'll see each other next time.
Lady Ace
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Lady Ace
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