Deep Deep Poetry
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"You made me feel suffocated."
Spin off of "Wasted Precious Love", the girl expresses how she felt like a prisoner being on a chair with chains and rope wrapped around her body and she wanted freedom. She wanted to free herself from the feeling of suffocation and the suffering she went through. She writes her feelings through a poem. More poems will come from other people's perspectives.
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