I am weak and powerless to the sound of you.
Tender voice soothing my minds view.
Pull me in and control my captured way.
Let me follow every word you say.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 6th, 2026 08:20
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Comments1
At first sounding like a lover it becomes spiritual and like looking to a greater power. Nicely written in such brief form it is given power by its brevity
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