Words recycled and reused
Taken and put together
Almost never new anymore
Always reconbomulated
and repositioned
the words of love are hard
used up by the worlds lovers
the words to describe submission
are reused and boring always the same
and yet these reused words express it all,
all that exists in my heart mind and soul
all that might be may be or could possibly be
and in an instant I know what I wish to say,
“I don’t want to be a slave; I want to be YOUR slave.”
Simple words, used over and again
But in this order they cause lives to never be the same.
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