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Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Bound

I just want to apologise to all my followers/regular readers for my untimely absence over the last few months - I won't be able to post as often as I did but I'll try to write and post as often as I can.



Bound


I am bound by my situation
Bound by rules and regulations
Imprisoned
Bound
To do what I must
Forsake any lust
That may tempt me

While I long to be free
I am bound
Lock and key
Enclosed
Four uninspiring plain walls
Captive
Ignoring freedom
It calls
In my dreams
It calls to me

Take away my bondage to this life
It causes me pain
Anger
Strife
As I struggle.in my mind
I must do what I must
However unfair
However unjust
My needs must priority
Over my wants and my lusts
Yet they define me

So I keep them quite safe
Locked away safe and sound
One day I will set them free
Until then they are

Bound
Copyright Andy McDonald - Fiction is an Addiction
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5 comments:

  1. Jingle Poetry At Olive Garden26 October 2011 at 02:20

    love this,
    smart poetry.

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  2. Mary22 November 2011 at 14:11

    Missing your words.

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  4. Unknown25 September 2017 at 22:44

    We'll be bound no mo Upstairs, dear...

    Yeah [yawn] I'm a total pariah...
    yet, I'm going to Seventh-Heaven.
    Where you going?
    If 1-outta-1 bites-the-dust
    and if you dont yet know,
    lemme show you how to wiseabove...

    DATS D'FAK, Jak:

    When our soul leaves our body
    and we riseabove to meet our Maker,
    only four, last things remain:
    death, judgement, Heaven or Hell.
    (which is exactly what happened to me:
    Im an NDE - my colorFULL nomenclature).

    Find-out what RCIA is and join
    (ya might wanna check-out
    'Lui et Moi' by Gabrielle Bossis -
    a French writer, translated;
    a wonderfull novel which'll
    ROCK, YOUR, WORLD, earthling).

    Make Your Choice -SAW
    Google+: kold_kadavr_ flatliner

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    1. Unknown25 September 2017 at 22:45

      the term 'FEAR GOD' simply means
      AWE and RESPECT which most of
      U.S. dont have anymore due to the
      horrific nature of abortion.

      FEAR GOD, mortal, and join this
      sinfull mortal Upstairs when we
      perish: Aint2coolNhell.

      trustNjesus.
      ALWAYS.
      God bless your indelible soul.

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