Weight of Love

I thought love would free me:
It only weighs me down.
My yesterdays hang heavy,
Whenever you’re around.

I want to soar and swoop
But can’t get off the ground.
I’m feeling lost and dizzy,
On this merry-go-round.

The idea of love’s a prison
Within which we’re all bound.


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Author: Al Lane

Writer, Poet, Daydreamer

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