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Sep 2010
Focus on my voice, darling.
Can you hear me?
Do you know what i think?
                             what i feel?
                             what i do?

I could lie to you, my dear.
I could feed you ******* and tell you it's chocolate.
Would you taste it?
Would you overlook your senses for my trust?
Sweetheart, i don't trust myself.
Why should you?
Written by
Anna Cinna Mihm
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