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You make me wish I didn't show it all

You make me wish I didn't say  those words

You make me wish I didn't let  you see what you do to me

You make me wish I never told you I loved you,  still love you

Because it has become this never ending torment that I cannot be freed from

It  has become your ultimate weapon to get me to my knees

And I blame myself for handing my weakness over to you

Sometimes it feels like we were Samson and Delilah but the roles were switched

Because like Samson, my hair is also my beauty and with every snip you take at my strength, my  grace goes with it.

I am no longer the alluring belle that was so wanted

I may look like her, but my eyes do not lie

They hold all the sorrow that has aged me, that has broken me, that you inflicted on me.

Your arsenal is a treacherous kind, you do not hold me in shackles or bounds

You let me roam free ,you know that no matter how far I run,

I would always come back to be your prisoner because you hold what I need to survive

You hold my heart, my love.