Irony-Clad Grip (tw)

I had died surprised,

Strangled by a pack of lies.

His hands squoze my throat;

hands that saved me, long ago.

Saved me from my fate

of choking on food I'd ate;

but nursed me to health

so he could choke me himself.

6 Kudos

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