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Aug 2021
Bound by my love
The wraps tied
Specifically where the skin meets
Scratchy linens these ones are
Although I knew they knew they would be
All tightly bound, save my wrists
Wrists damaged from years past
Entrusted to you
The tie slack and itchy, easily removed
If you just bound it tighter it wouldn't offend
We agreed- you were to bind my wrists
And I yours
Now you seem it isn't what you wish
Yours are bound but mine left loose
Am I to undo the rest or set you free too?
Nemo W
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Nemo W  22/Gender Fluid
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