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Tributes to Lovers You had a rope fetish;
your fantasy was to tie me up
and have your way with me.
And I guess you did,
twisting my thoughts and
entangling my emotions.
You never owned up to
trying to take advantage of me,
but you got off on
the idea of owning me.
Yet you left me stranded
more often than not,
hanging to a thread of hope
that you would still have me.
But it didn't mean anything to you;
I was a plaything to you,
something to restrain for your use.
Now I must unravel this mess,
make sense of these knots
you left me in.
