Beauty in prison*
I have been with you for a long time
Many a struggle, Love in the sublime
I know that if I force myself as I could
This will hurt more and serves no good
My Love, I feel like I am locked in and have these chains
The beauty of the rose, thorns felt inward with the pain
Dom*Colucci 2012
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