Hands tied
Shackled to
your heart
Shackled to
the cross you
Nailed to
the wall
Bound by the
touch
Of your
fingers
Bound by the
horrors
You bestow
upon me
Senses
blinded
Yet not
deadened
You survey
me
The heat of
your breath
Taking me
apart
Tearing me
apart
As the power
you wield
Bears down
And escape
is fruitless
And I am
owned
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