Prisoner in the Aiguillette

All the times you cried,
  I was unable to do anything
I longed to see your smile
But it was a fleeting wish
I kept lying to myself
That you were still the one I loved
I’ve only hurt myself
And now t
hese shackles hold me in place

 

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