Before
I feel a euphoric sense of freedom
While chained up in your embrace
As little sense as it makes
I’d hope you’d feel the elation, too
Like no other, a calming sensation
Is drowned by the shivers in my bones
I’d question the oxymoron
But I’m too sure to be curious
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