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5 AM Thoughts

I'm a victim of your emptiness 

But you sure know how to fill me up

With your dick that it is

You don't speak 

But you choke me like I'm breathing all of your air

I no longer have air and you no longer have words

We're drowned by the sound of me struggling to breath

You encapture my lungs because they surround my soul

You are my Satan, I call you master

You've created me...

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