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Bondage Love

My heart is plentiful, with much love to give, perhaps it is because i was born with more than others, or perhaps it is because i havent loved as much as of yet.
But im ready to love you now.
But you reject my love, you reject me, but why?
I opend my heart to you, brought it out in the open, exposed for you, vulnerable like never before.
But instead of embracing it, you played with it, amused by my pain and agany, you continued to torture me.
Playing mind games, foolishly i leave my heart open to you, hoping that you will come around and accept me for who i am.
I am he who loves you unconditionaly.
But you continue to hurt me, even after you let me go, off to the side like you toss a dirty condom after it serves ifs perpose, you fucked me and now your onto the next.
But you didnt let me go completely, you continue to feed me pain, daily you stab my heart.
Its as if you have a voo doo heart, and your blindly using it as your pin cushion.
Theirs only one way to stop[ the pain, lock it up, so in goes the heart, deep in the belly of this broken gentlemen.
But thats not good enough, ive been broken, but i will survive.
But i need to make sure  it doesnt happen again, only darkness exists.
My heart is tide up, band by shackles and chains, as to prevent it from stepping out from the castle.
But now i dont have any visitors, for i have locked them out, but who do i know who to trust, i've been locked up so long, that i afeel more like an animal more then i do a gentlemen.