Richie Murphy Poet I do not know?

I'M Enslaved In Her

Here I am shackled in cuffs 
That are chained directly to my heart 
My soul has been locked up and the key thrown away

For she fears I have become a fugitive of love
Although I’m enslaved in emotions with the eyes of a child that stares curiously 
and wonders why

I’ve tempted to break free with no destination
But her grasp has tightened and I’ve grown accustomed to the feeling

Quietly she whispers why do you struggle so much, don’t you love me
Then it dawned on me I do and from that moment on I realized that I would 
always 
Be enslaved in her.

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