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Writer's pictureAlicia Cara

Reckless


A visit to rooms forbidden

A name slips past lips unbidden

The distance shortens between two

Only a whisper left, between me and you


With every touch, the dungeons call

Whispers of iron hanging on the wall

With every kiss, you sign your life away

You play with death every moment you stay


Every promise damns you

And there is nothing I can do

I could break your heart to save you

But I’ll be breaking mine too

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