Poetry is the TRUTH that tell's Art's lies, which in turn is the LIE that tells the TRUTH.. pieces of you and me relates to the romantic world, the ups and downs, and the expressions the could not come to the surface in the heat.
My hands pull at the cuffs straining my arms above my head as he takes me ruthlessly. His prisoner to take from and eventually kill. All I can do is hold on, helpless as he takes me over the edge.
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