Holding me captive won’t make me love you…

Holding me captive won’t make me love you Mingling of my tears out of the blue The juxtaposition of two realities Wicked even trying to appease All these things I can’t fall through Charm as you may on a scale hitherto We could be in London or Katmandu Are you counting all the casualties? Holding … Continue reading Holding me captive won’t make me love you…