Invisible chains
hold me hostage...
To a past I ran from
long ago!

As I continue to run...
faster and faster
I can't help but realize,
there's nowhere to go!

My haunting yesterdays
have forged a narrow path
that I simply must follow...
Empty and hollow!

Empty of love.
Hollow of attraction.
If only I could break these chains...
or, loosen them by a fraction!

//your obedient daughter number 3....Kimberly Renee
....authored December 2, 2002

South Carolina

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Last updated December 27, 2011