sharing eachother like lifetime lovers
but it changed me
you were never mine
always its slave
an obligated sheep
loving what you were told to love
loving what you never wanted to do yourself
i was yours
not the bottles
though, you could have sworn
but the truth remains
you will surrender your life
but the truth remains
you are a felon
waiting to swing that third strike
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