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Slave

Wrap my hair around your hand,
Pull it tight.
Pain, I need it right now.
Yes, use the handcuffs
Yes, and the collar.
I need the release
Make me kneel before you.
The mistress become slave.
A rose with too many thorns,
cut your self upon me.
Become what I am.

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