Confinement
You own me.
Right when I feel as if I am free,
My chains are yanked and I am back to your confinement.
Right when I feel as if I am finished,
Your words keep me bound.
You own me.
Clasped chains held together by those simple bounding words
Right as I step away into the present,
Your presence brings me back to the past.
You own me.
You own me in the past, present, and future. Confined in your presence, bound by your words, you own me in every turn.
And by the powers of will, may these clasps break for I am under your unwavering spell locked by love and chained to your heart forever.
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