Slave
Whats a girl to do
a slave to her emotions
working fro and to
keeping such keen devotions
heart wrenching
twisting in exagerted pain
never flinching
in the deadly game
love came
love went
her heart no more tame
hatred sent
bursting inside
she can not hide
her feelings deep inside
a slave to her heart
like throwing a dart
she dare not part
from the entracing spell
love does not dwell
searing and branding
hearing and handling
such a deep pain
in a heart full of fame
fame of love
fame of strength
enslaved by romance
in this everlasting dance
she becomes tangled
and mangled
in the shackles love holds
having but a fold
a thread of silver
does not deliever
her heart heavy
she pulls the leavy
losing her grip
she trips
forever loves slave
she always plays its
unending game
oh what a shame
to be loves slave