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Nov 2013
Let me tie your hands
Gag your mouth
Let me rake your heart
As deep as your love
Let me tear it open
And squeeze it out
Let me pull harder
Dig deep within
Let me look into your eyes
And say it out loud

This, what you save
Is not love, no more
It's your adjustment
With biting loneliness
And in your audacity
I am just an instrument.
Clare
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Clare  Bangalore
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