Burn

A Poem by PepperPoet

I don't mind these shackles that burn.

Watch them hiss and sizzle,

leaving the skin torn.

I don't mind these shackles that burn

as long as they're your hands--

pinning, leaving my soul torn.

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Added on February 22, 2018
Last Updated on February 22, 2018

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