Holding on so tight
I can barely breathe
I can see star lights flashing,
flashing different colors of the **** bands'
The hooks dug deeper into my skin
Am I being nailed to this cross?
Without the intimates that emphasize comfort?
The subtle lift, the agony of the fabric,
Bare necessities of the multiway bra
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 7:23 AM UTC
Holding on so tight
I can barely breathe
I can see star lights flashing,
flashing different colors of the **** bands'
The hooks dug deeper into my skin
Am I being nailed to this cross?
Without the intimates that emphasize comfort?
The subtle lift, the agony of the fabric,
Bare necessities of the multiway bra
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