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Trapped


To someone that loved me,

 

Love is a venus flytrap,

Oh so alluring.

It is wildly free,

Yet it leaves me burning.

 

Love takes me in

And makes me feel warm,

But I am foolish, blind

To the future harm.

 

How can I escape

Such travesty?

It is cold now, dark,

And I can no longer see.

 

Is there anyone out there?

“Help! Help!” I shout.

Love is a venus flytrap,

And there is no way out.

 
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