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Journaling my moods, essays, erotica, poetry. Words are my super power. I can turn people on with them, but I can also turn them off.
3 months ago. Monday, September 29, 2025 at 5:59 AM

He’s taken my yes
Squeezed it
A hand at my throat
Then shoved it three fingers deep
Feeding it back to me
His thumb sliced into my soul
Until oxygen thins
And my cells are remade
To breathe his will
Instead of my own.

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