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Your collar does not surround my neck. It is not physically there, Nor is Your hand Encircling my throat. It is not Tangible but I still feel it. Comfortably It grips my skin, suffocates my lungs, and Tightens in my chest, until I cannot breathe.
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Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 4:39 PM UTC
Your Collar
Your collar does not surround my neck. It is not physically there, Nor is Your hand Encircling my throat. It is not Tangible but I still feel it. Comfortably It grips my skin, suffocates my lungs, and Tightens in my chest, until I cannot breathe.
#loss#longing#collar
musicalmae
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musicalmae
50/F/UK
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 4:39 PM UTC
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