Your love

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You toyed with my heart like it was an instrument

The tune of your love intoxicating

I was the puppet, and you were the puppeteer

It was relationship built on fabrications and fear

Your love was a circled boundary

Enveloped with jealously and pride

I yearned for the day that I would break free

And put aside this love, and to make it a faint mark in my history

Freedom

I craved for it

I hungered for it

I wanted it like a stubborn child wanted its dolly

I prayed for it

I waited for it

But it never came

Your love - I am forever trapped

And it’s driving me insane 

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