loving you against my will
I would lay down for you,
let you walk on me, be your
mat, if only you reciprocated-
my grit has been sucked
away - my weakness has
become your source of control-
you speak - I am your puppet
offering you wine,
your inhibitions free,
exposed intoxication -
would your love still be
feigned
marionette or not -
do I snip these strings
get off the floor?




C

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