Given Freely

I’ve been sentenced to love you
and I’m happy to oblige
It couldn’t happen to a nicer guy
and it didn’t cost me one damn dime

I’ve got no religion
conversing directly with the gods
while running from the devil
in his singular disguise

Before you held me
I was scraping the bottom of the barrel
within terrible restraints
and running out of time
Funny how things go
when you can’t sink any lower

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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