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giving him freedom

he was that one thing I could hold onto
keeping him all to myself during chaos
he brought me peace within the prison

holding on to the cold steel bars with
white knuckles while his words grazed
my naked neck giving me what I needed

his beautiful tortured mind lived as he
touched my warm flesh and I felt him
sink into my heart giving him freedom
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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