Untamed
A wolf I will claim
yet a dog I became
there was no other way to describe
I did all that you said
as your little pet
ignoring my pride
I lavished affection
at your beck and call begging
for your hand upon my furry hide
At the time I confess
that I loved your caress
and the trust it implied
But one day you strained
beyond all that we gained
and I saw a new side
of the life you would build
all the happiness killed
by a leash and a lie
so I said my goodbye
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A Gypsy Heart
There is a confident strength here, especially in the awakening or a discernment that seems to take place. Sad how trust is often misplaced when the heart is easily deceived. Well done. the flow was a bit choppy but I like it.