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Ode to my master

Poetry By: XUXIKI

We are all driven by obsession.

Submitted:May 26, 2007    Reads: 424    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

This longing in my stomach makes me sick,

I don't want you!

Yet I love you.

You make me do what I hate

It's my obsession

My rampant fate.

Tortured mind, images unfold

Voices convey

Your potent hold

You are my master, your slave I declare

The proof's in the writing

Explicit Fanfare


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