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Heavy hands, tangled around my throat
Stealing every lasting note.
Whimpers, whispers, winded pouts
Lungs deflated
Mind is contemplated
Weakened, withered, weathered down.
Sensations all around
Is it mercy I desire
Or a lasting amplifier
Winking, watching, wasting time
Pleasure aches within
Accepting all my sin
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