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The Holder of the Key

I want to move on with my life, but something tells me that I can't. You put chains on me like I'm your wife. When did I become that? I have never committed myself to you. I could never love you, even if I wanted to. You cause me pain because you act like you care. I don't know why you would even dare. Why can't I move on with my life? Am I afraid of what you might do? Am I afraid that you will keep me in strife? How did I let you do this? Why did I let you steal me away from my innocence? How can I be free when you decided to be the holder of the key?
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joanann-blomstedt
American
Published
Mar 11, 2012
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moving on chains non-commitment life

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