Pin Up Girl
I'd pin you
up
by the throat
your small hands
grip my wrist
soon enough marks a
beginning of fade
you first, then your
grip
clouds move in close
in seconds your
dreams feel like
years
I'd pin you up
by your neck to the
floor
release my grip just
enough
to hear you gasp
for oxygen and I
give you life,
and gave you life
clouds start to
clear
and you ask for
more
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