There's a lil crack under the door that allows the sounds to escape. Someones playing games as an other is a slave. Bein tamed n I bet one of em is trimed in lace. Invadin space in between eyes that gaze. I can hear hearts race, jus wish I could see their face. Doesn't sound like time is a waste. Splashin in waves. Wow the passion is expreesed the same. Flames flickerin shadows wildly in pain. To be on this side off the door I great. Wonder what's its like to be front n center with the visual of goin insane. I think someone needs saved. Mmmmm I wanna play.....
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