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A slave to heart break

You control me to my end

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

A slave to heart break

A slave to your voice,

Fetch me, carry me.

I am frightened of you,

With no choice.

Chains unseen,

Yet bound so tight,

I move, I bend,

I fade from sight.

Your whisper calls,

I must obey.

No will, no path,

No words to say.

Shadows stretch,

They pull, they creep,

A restless hush,

A vow to keep.

I reach, I run,

But feet won’t land,

Trapped beneath

Your silent hand.

A hollow breath,

A closing door,

You leave—yet still,

I am no more. I am Gone!

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♿ V+ Marie381Uk

Poetry has lived in me since childhood.

Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.

My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.

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    Written by ♿ V+ Marie381Uk