
๐จ ๐ต๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ by C.E. Lashua!
โจ ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ’๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐’๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฎ’๐ต๐ต ๐ฌ๐ป๐ช๐ผ๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ช๐ป๐น ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ด๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป.
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โช๏ธ๐ฉ๐ณ๐ผ๐น๐ฉ โช๏ธ
It’s not enough.
All the clothes and jewelry they give.
Presents grand enough to drown out their guilt,
But not important enough to overcome their desire.
Every present they give is a double-edged diamond,
Meant to make me fall in line without question.
I’ve been forced into this pretty gilded cage,
Lavish and filled to the brim with comfort.
But it’ll never be enough.
These pretty little things can’t give me what I need.
They lack the freedom I desperately desire.
But I’ll take it back,
That liberty that’s been hidden from me.
I’ll find it and never let it go.
Then I’ll take more.
I’ll take everything from these men,
Exactly like they did to me.
They’ll crave my every touch,
And beg me to be gentle.
They’ll crave salvation,
But that’ll be mine, too.
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