Constricting Love
Her words wrap around my mind,
She says she loves me,
I don't know what love is,
The feeling of being watched by the second,
Maybe having to spend every second trying to fix my "wrong,"
Or not being able to have friends of the other gender,
Now her soft lips on mine,
My heart I lend her,
Manipulating my mind just like a Gemini,
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