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At Your Mercy
Rull

No one moved me till you
 1
You fretted out a moment's thought
 2
And mutated it to want
 3
And let it loose in every fiber of me.
 4
You nudged a need
 5
Yearning to exist
 6
And now I'm at your mercy
 7
Laboring in an infancy of emotions
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Threatening to overwhelm,
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To consume, to leave me
 10
Smoldering in passions
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I never conceived.
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14 Apr 03

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cute, but it seems it's not meant for a wide audience, but for the addressee
 — Ananke

perfect...

 — lostkid

one word..WOW!
 — jessiekak

yeah it seems meant for one person and I think that's ok. I can suggest nothing to make it better.
 — inashadow

very....personal? i like it.
 — pinkpunk

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