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Canary Love

Poem 17

Whiplash

The leash around my neck
When you pull on it too hard
You don't realize it's choking me

I choke back
You grab my hand and keep it there
It hasn't been a moment before
I lay my fangs into your neck

The whiplash of this moment is immaculate
I've never felt this way
I can't breathe, and yet
I don't want to

I want to keep laying my fangs into your neck
And keep making you scream my name

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