I don’t want that kind of freedom
A freedom without love is a prison
That no one wants to be in
As loneliess is for the hated
My tears tenderly flow when
I think of being hand-cuffed to memories
I don’t want
And having lost a love that cannot return
It continues to be a chain
Wrapped around my ankles
Tripping me down into the abyss
Where I can’t let go
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