Is it too late?
Harmful yet enticing,
I knew that much.
Hurtful yet inviting,
to feel your touch.
My tormentor pulling,
and theres no escape.
memories flooding,
He wants to dominate.
The pain is unleashing,
Can you save me from fate?
Time is wasting,
Is it too late?
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