She wondered if

It all sounded the same

A moan of pleasure

Or one of pain

She held her breath

Willed herself to separate

Her body one way

Her mind another

Controlled every move

Played the part best she could

If she could hide her eyes

Keep under the darkness

Then maybe

It really is

All about the same.

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