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| To be your canvas,
stripped & clean.
I'm but a mass,
held by your dreams.
Many thoughts that fill my mind,
If left alone they could be mine.
I'll give you all
that you can take.
To bend for you,
with life at stake.
I'll follow you
through light & dark
To stand by you
through endless time.
If left to choose I could devote,
my life, my breath, my soul indeed
To know I'm yours,
To be owned I feel I need
On the floor & doing chores
I devote to the my honesty
I love to submit. I submit to love.
I live to submit. I submit to live.
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