Object Poem by Lilyann Monahan

Object



I returned the key that caged me in,
An object I despised,
because I became that object,
deep within his eyes.
I longed for the lock,
the golden key too,
but most of all,
I ran miles, few would do.
If you could ever find someone better,
I challenge what I've done,
I gave my all plus even more,
and didn't become undone.

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