Chained To Your Wall
J
James McLain
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I crawl around in circles chains are on
wondering how flies take pleasure in
watching you wash every link.
Feeding me thirty five gallons of milk
areolas gorged walking in drowning.
Planning your next victim thinking about
blinding me so you can kidnap me again
and again knowing I am deaf....) it(s..you tell me...
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