bondage
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How do I believe that or whole relationship was fake?
An act to get close to me, never give, only take.
I’ve done the research, such much sounds shockingly familiar.
Words described you to a tee, seems clear, yet unclear.
A bird who loves his cage and his view of the tree
Is still a bird in captivity
The loveliest of cells still has the power to derange
I wanted so desperately to be free
The tempting breezes to leave me be
Because I love you,
I hide the stars
Behind bars.
I tell the moon to stay awake a little longer,
The sun to smile a little stronger,
The rain to cry a little harder,
And for you to be a little smarter.
What does the flag mean to me? You want me to say something cliché Like freedom Joy Peace But all in all to me the flag Mean the exact opposite of free People would get mad If I were to shout America was never great But what they don't get is
Two eggs, one body. Hold a bond.
A bond - so unbreakable, stronger than steel and beyond.
The bond of two twins is like one beating heart,
Ventricle needs atria to both do its part.
I write because
The connection from my brain to my hand
is Stronger
than the one from my brain to my mouth.
And when my hand moves across the blank page
It pours passion right out of the pen.
I know it's a sin
But oh, bondage
Where did it begin?
I can't trace my steps
My heart to slaughter
Flesh ripped apart
Crimson water
Cascading in a river
