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The Silent Whip


You never see the leather coils
Or hear their beastly crack
Monday morning’s cutting lash falls
Silent across your back

Whipped from dark until the light
And still we fall in love
Turning dawn into the night
And still we fall in love
Written by James_A_Knight
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Author's Note
people remain unbroken and fall in love
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