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Little whimpers escape your lips as your fingers reach toward the moon Your wrists are gripped and forced against brick Breaths coming and going quickly Yelps from your throat leave you raw Teeth in your neck leave you rigid Aching, eyes drooping Cold and heavy You drop
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 11:20 AM UTC
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