Stud In Mud
Poverty possessed – need to own
Steal away
to possess by me – and me alone
Ludicrous to obsess
need to love
Stolen away to either be free and obsessed
or jailed and alone
With time displaced
time we’ve grown
Between a hard place to face and a stone.
By J.Thornton
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