your arms

take me with you to that place where pain is only a fairytale, and pleasure is only a kiss away. take me to that place where "what could be" and "what should've been" are "what is" and "what was." take me to that place where the boundaries between his and hers, and yours and mine are banished and broken. take me with you; take me away from here . . . away from this constrictive hell that i live. or just take me into your arms.

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