i am always
someone's
(willing)
prisoner

one warden
to the next
but i can't
remember
life before
chains
or
what it
feels like
to be on my own

taped lips
& feet bound
but i'm so good
at pretending
to be free

i'm just your
(willing)
prisoner
& it's easy
to see through
my feeble attempts
to escape
cause you know
i'm happiest
with you as my
warden

these chains
might be heavy
but at least
they're my excuse
for the
romance of oppression

12/01/2005

Posted on 12/01/2005
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