Love Lock

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March 2003 Poetry

Now that I’ve got you,

I’m not letting you go.

You’re under love lock,

don’t fight it.

You know you want it,

it’s no use.

Face it baby,

you’re under love lock,

and I’ve got the key.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-2-03. Again... not an actual event.

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