A Slave To Love
By Del
I feel like a slave,Put in shackles every day.Not free to do what I want do do,Or say what I want to say.I feel like a lionesss.Pacing around in a cage.Trying to find a way outOf this difficult intricated maze.Someone's tugging on my heart strings,Everytime I'm alone with him.My poor heart is trying to tell me,This is just a crazy whim.Maybe it is, dear heart of mine,But I adore him, can't you see?"So whatever happens in the future,I'll have this beautiful memory. Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 24 2001 04:32 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"I feel like a slave,Put in shackles every day.Not free to do what I want do do,Or say what I want to say.I feel like a lionesss.Pacing around in a cage.Trying to find a way outOf this difficult intricated maze.Someone's tugging on my heart strings,Everytime I'm alone with him.My poor heart is trying to tell me,This is just a crazy whim.Maybe it is, dear heart of mine,But I adore him, can't you see?"So whatever happens in the future,I'll have this beautiful memory...."