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Handcuffs line my wrists The key dangling so sharp one; just one, I say but my jailer disagrees one more, he taunts you know you want to, he laughs handcuffs line my wrists; stained red never to be broken looking at whats left of my prison my jailer leaves and moves on looking for the next criminal
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 7:53 AM UTC
Handcuffs
Handcuffs line my wrists The key dangling so sharp one; just one, I say but my jailer disagrees one more, he taunts you know you want to, he laughs handcuffs line my wrists; stained red never to be broken looking at whats left of my prison my jailer leaves and moves on looking for the next criminal
Izzy24
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 7:53 AM UTC
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