Your eyes paint my prison
Appropriate hemming
it is mine, just for me
Oppression so sweet
Golden bars to a black hole
Seductive chains
resist the rising
The mantra you gave
My eyes hide the years
Buried there
locked away
Stitched into an inside pocket
Icy metal on prickled skin
Purpose is clear
beloved belonging
Every time it rainsMy definition
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thank you. =)
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I like this, it feels good.
Dante
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thank you. =)
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it's always nice to know when others can relate to your thoughts/feelings.
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