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I have nightmares of wearing a white vail Still tethered to him by the shock collar he put on my finger He made my weakness his strength So when he got on a knee I said yes because I was scared of what it meant to say no But now I'm with another who I fear Feels trapped the same that I did He tells me that he won't leave But I've been on his end of the conversation I'm scared that my breaking of a vow Will haunt me with the first man I've truly loved My nightmare isn't that I'm still with him My nightmare is that I have become him
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Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 9:01 PM UTC
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I have nightmares of wearing a white vail Still tethered to him by the shock collar he put on my finger He made my weakness his strength So when he got on a knee I said yes because I was scared of what it meant to say no But now I'm with another who I fear Feels trapped the same that I did He tells me that he won't leave But I've been on his end of the conversation I'm scared that my breaking of a vow Will haunt me with the first man I've truly loved My nightmare isn't that I'm still with him My nightmare is that I have become him
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Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 9:01 PM UTC
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