the guilt i would feel
taking such a soul
entraping them
in my possesion

the lies i would tell
them and myself
we’re new friends
you and i

the anxiety i would place
upon our minds
what is my purpose
to be here with you

the sadness i would fall upon
with your death
after years together
taking care daily

i have trouble putting spirits
in cages of my bidding
words can keep my company
you can remain free
– until i have a free soul unto me.


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