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Melting...

melting.

 

i melted.

 

was like liquid wax

 

I was yours and you molded me.

 

I didn’t resist.

 

it almost worked.

 

BUT

 

I was slipping through your hands.

 

dripping like hot melted wax.

 

running through your hands…

 

it burnt you.

you couldn’t mold it.

 

i wasn’t following your rules anymore.

 

you washed your hands and....

 

finally i was free.

 

free

free

FREE!

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May 9, 2010
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