Relentless bonds and chains have been broken many times before. For many years, people have tried to build a love that will last. A connection to their true love, their soulmate. Shackles shattered everywhere. You want to be free but yet you want to fly beneath my wings. You can’t decide between being bonded or a bandage. Being broken or being bound to the one you loved.

Racing to break the chains that enslaved you with no escape. Although those chains seem to hold you close at night. You continue to look for freedom through a bird’s eye point of view. See you were always free to rome the land, while being chained as my man. Those shackles just kept you from going too far into the dark.

I feel like someone who has flown, that is grown should know what they fucking want. You call me crazy because I’m young and I know what I want. Well I think it is crazy that someone can be in denial for so long. And to think that by the age of 32 life would get any better and that everything would just mend together after one night, is only wishful thinking.

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