Once, I have found myself ensconced in your arms -
a safe haven, my secret place.
But now, your arms feel like thorns digging on my skin,
strangling and suffocating -
a dark alley, my prison
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Once, I have found myself ensconced in your arms -
a safe haven, my secret place.
But now, your arms feel like thorns digging on my skin,
strangling and suffocating -
a dark alley, my prison
