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The build up to the wrong choice |
| Feelings laid a path to this moment. My resistance is losing traction. I'm sliding down into surrender. Will power weakens with each glance. Consequences have evaporated. My 'if' evolves into an eager 'when'. Fear breeds excitement. Right is lost to desire. Need controls every breathe. Lust into autopilot. I know we will never be friends again. |