I'M Not Yours Anymore
You heard me, didn't you?
I'm not your hunger anymore.
I'm not the water to stop your thirst.
I'm not the ointment to cure your itch
I'm not the towel to wipe your hands.
You heard me, didn't you?
I'm not yours anymore.
Copyright © Debbie Walker | Year Posted 2019
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