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Tame
I am the dark,
wild thing
in your grasp
you said you wanted
power
I gave you that grace
You sought control
and I let you
slip the collar
around
my
throat
And where a hundred men
have failed to learn
me
You knew me
the moment
you beheld
my scars
wild thing
in your grasp
you said you wanted
power
I gave you that grace
You sought control
and I let you
slip the collar
around
my
throat
And where a hundred men
have failed to learn
me
You knew me
the moment
you beheld
my scars
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