You hold the key,
My door was closed
Chain is all over me,
I feel so cold.
You put me on a cage
Made with iron bars
Imprisoned me for ages
In your small red jar.
You tied me on a tree,
A tree that bears your love
You created smogs around me
As white as a dove.
But look at me,
Your love is vexatious.
Are you happy
Seeing me in this situation so unfelicitous?
If love is like this,
Then free me please!
My love already ceased
Like droplets of a mist.
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