I am so, so very attracted to you.
Why do you do this to me?
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Hours pass days pass time stands still
light gets dark and darkness fills
My secret heart forbidden
I think you worried for me then
The subtle ways that I’d give in
but I know you liked the show
Tied down to this bed of shame
You tried to move around the pain
but oh, your soul is anchored
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Orating my inner turmoil whether through images, words, or by verbalizing my personal calamities.
