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You take my hand and lead me into the fire You put your hand on my back and push me into the dark I touch your arm and ask how you feel I take my place by your waist and I kneel I am folding beneath you. I am losing my shape. I am fighting to breathe with little gasps fighting to speak with tiny murmurs I am holding onto you while the rest of me falls away.
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
Taking Me
You take my hand and lead me into the fire You put your hand on my back and push me into the dark I touch your arm and ask how you feel I take my place by your waist and I kneel I am folding beneath you. I am losing my shape. I am fighting to breathe with little gasps fighting to speak with tiny murmurs I am holding onto you while the rest of me falls away.
lillith-foxx
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
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