Prisoner
Words given: prison, last meal, crime, deaf, guard, escaping,
Your arms build a prison around my shaking body while the guards prepare my last meal.
My ears are deaf to the fast beating of your heart as my head rests against your chest.
You whisper sweet nothings in my ear about escaping, but in the meantime I cant think about anything else but the crimes I committed.
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