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Master
In my head
I still call you Master
I miss the way
you and I
used to play
~
the look in your eyes
gazing at me, naked
laid out and trying
to reach for you
past the binds
You pinned my hands
above my head
when we kissed
the things you said
a filthy bliss
and I ache...
a pain somewhere
only the primal part of me
can understand
Release is never the same
not since...
You
/abandoned/
me
I still call you Master
I miss the way
you and I
used to play
~
the look in your eyes
gazing at me, naked
laid out and trying
to reach for you
past the binds
You pinned my hands
above my head
when we kissed
the things you said
a filthy bliss
and I ache...
a pain somewhere
only the primal part of me
can understand
Release is never the same
not since...
You
/abandoned/
me
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