Return of Self

Dull and throbbing
pain still unrelieved
When will release come
for my heart and soul?

You held me in thrall
You wanted it all
and foolishly I acquiesced
for I was so impressed

by all the lies you told
but love would not unfold
for love does not extend its grace
within a lusty, cold embrace

that never meant to heal
Now this is my appeal
Return my heart, my soul to me
that I might touch eternity
yet once again

yet here within the night
I sense my soul just taking flight
responding to my call
for its return


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