She plucked the bobby pin
From her hair
With her free hand.
In minutes
The cuffs
Lay on the floor.
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Level Twenty Two
PoetryTrigger Warning: At certain points, this story will vaguely describe sexual assault, murder and torture.
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She plucked the bobby pin
From her hair
With her free hand.
In minutes
The cuffs
Lay on the floor.