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Mar 30
How silly it is to love
To expose your body
Naked
Writhing and thrashing
On the edge of swords
Seeking escape from the pinions
The freedom
You had all along
But the trap
You coveted
Drawing it closer into you
Until the pain becomes a friend
Never desiring  
For the torture to end
Written by
J Onyx
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