A I R A M

A I R A M

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Four words. Five syllables. Four words and five syllables that could cost me my life. Four words and five syllables that make me choke. Four words and five syllables that grab me by the throat. He waits. Stands tall and waits. The seconds turn into minutes. I don't say a word. My hands shake, shake, shake. Warm brown eyes. Pearl white smile. Million-dollar problems. Soft silk skin. Midnight waves. Velvet words. My hands shake, shake, shake. Lifeless brown eyes. Red smile. One problem. Cold damp skin. Midnight waves. Missing words. My hands shake, shake, shake.
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