Bondage

You've got me right where you want me
Tied and bound
And gagged
You keep me locked away
Inside your mind
Where you can look at me when you please,
Or pretend I don't exist

For too long you've kept me
In this dungeon
Your dirty little secret
You hold the key
But I may be strong enough
To find my own way
Free

			--Beth Winegarner (c) 1993



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