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be MY master

Poetry By: kitteh
Non-fiction


i told you i am twisted did you not hear my warning


Submitted:Feb 11, 2012    Reads: 21    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


You might not know this yet,
But I'm your twisted little marionette.
And you- My almighty puppeteer.

So, please...
Make me dance around on strings.

You are the possessor,
And I am the possessed.

Manipulate me,
Control me,
Use me,
Abuse me.

Please...
Bend me at your will.

I am the willing little slave,
And you- The master of my strings





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