Someone holds me in his power
Someone imprisons my soul,
Someone governs my minds and desires,
Someone yields control
Over my life,nay,-over what I call
My very existence
In this world.
Yet to call this mighty someone my gaoler
Would surely be the gr8est offense of all-
For he gives me the freedom of my heart's desire
Such freedom as I have never known at all
B4...he took over my life.He refreshes my mind when I need him most,
Giving me strength when all abandon me;
He keeps the fire burning in my soul
When gales have all but taken over my world
Bringing with them,a dreary cold
That threatens to numb my heart.
Where did I find such a someone,u ask?
In reply,I simply laugh at ur face;
For finding was never my strong point,u see-
So it had 2 b done 4m the other side;
When least xpected,he came into my life
Gave it a meaning byond all possible dreams.
And oh, what impudence!The world still asks
The nme of this someone special 4 me;-
I know notwhat he calls himself,4 this
Is something he doesnt confide in me.
But of course,I keep a name 4 him
Even though its not really necessary,
For soulmates never need a name.
But still,in the hope that he might come 2 u,
If u really must know who he claims 2 be
I might whisper in ur ears that he
Likes the humble name
Of......."A Pen".
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