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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Aug. 13, 2020
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I covered my mouth with my hands to avoid making any sound, frightening thoughts racing through my mind. My frame still. 
   "I know you're in there princess, come out and we can talk about this, you're making this difficult for the both of us. I just want to talk, please." Noah called out, the desperation clear in his voice.

 I wish to posses you, I want to make you mine.
 Let me be your captor, hold you up and bind.
 Everything of you is what I really seek.
 Nothing more satisfies me than when I see you just  meek. 
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