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In my own world, I am locked up and abused, Taunted by my own thoughts Oppressed by my desires. I am a prisoner, Caged up in this Solitary Confinement that is my heart, My body bekons, My mind wanders This lust Consumes me, Devouring my soul at it's own pleasure, It's taunting rhythm enticing I am helpless in its grip l grow limp with each whisper, Finally with a deep sigh ... l give in ✔Ome Asiligwa
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