Tight is the grip they have around your body and soul.
In the winter, they cannot be escaped…
You are bound to them, or bound to goosebumps.
As soon as you put them on, they try to will you into submission.
NOW YOU'RE MINE, they whisper silkily.
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Slowly, they start to terrorize your legs with itchiness.
I want to scrape off my entire upper epidermic layer.
Especially around the lady bits, which they know is your weakest spot.
You can't scratch in public and you can't run into the bathroom every five minutes. You're defenseless.
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