Poetry

Web of Thorns

You lured me into your trap
Caught me in your touch
Held me in your gaze
And pulled me closer

I am caught in a web of thorns
Set on a bed of roses
Each single thorn poised by my heart
Holding me in your grasp

Everytime I drown in your eyes
A thorn cuts into me

You are not mine
But I belong to you...
...And it hurts.

By: Babysista

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