Captivity

Even if I tried to leave

woke up and saw,

you’re killing me

 

don’t think I’d have the strength

to be alone.

 

 

Because when you hold me,

kick and choke me,

whisper softly

 

I’ve got nowhere else

that I can go.



 

Your kiss is my captivity,

your hands the iron

chains that bind me

 

And I’ll love you till the day I’m still and cold.

 

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