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She calls from the doorway
She calls my name,
The sweet, seductive voice
Knocking on my door.
To let her in
Would be to leave
To leave it all behind
And be free
She calls again and again
The sweet feeling of cool words
Brushing against my skin
To answer back
Would be the end
The end of all I've known
And be free
I must answer her call
The sweet, seductive sound
Opening the door I call back,
"I wish to be free"
The sweet, seductive voice
Knocking on my door.
To let her in
Would be to leave
To leave it all behind
And be free
She calls again and again
The sweet feeling of cool words
Brushing against my skin
To answer back
Would be the end
The end of all I've known
And be free
I must answer her call
The sweet, seductive sound
Opening the door I call back,
"I wish to be free"
Published 12th Sep 2016
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13th Sep 2016 7:20am
Love it. It reminds me of how hard it is to resist something that we all know that will be bad for us.
