Sold out
I'm sold out My heart isn't mine, These once fresh scars Seem to recede I am now yours Yours only to command. In sold out My name is yours, I don't hold anything back These sounds Come to stay Like tattoos They mark me. I'm sold out Beyond reverse, There I stand You've stood before Like I always thought You were. I'm sold out Like a servant, I wish to obey The service you render Give me only love I'd survive To you I live for. I'm sold out Before you no one was, I still wish to bare Your ownership on me Imbeded in me Are memories Memories beyond us. ©Adiela Michael Osiah.
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