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Author: Psycho SLAM
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-20-06 - Updated: 05-20-06 - id:2177225
I got caught in your trap when you lured me long ago.
And even when you moved on, I could not let go.

You have me wrapped around your finger, following at your heels.
I'd bow down and worship you, because I'm caught in your wheel.

I'd do anything you'd ask of me, my back is to the wall.
You have me crawling on all fours, to your every beckoned call.

I will be in love with you till I'm lying in my grave.
Which is why I'd crawl to the end of the earth, to be your fucking slave.

I know that you don't love me. You moved on long ago.
But I can't stop loving you. I just can't let go.

You have total control of me. I am your puppet on strings.
But you don't seem to care at all, and that really stings.

What shall you ask of me, puppet master? Snap your fingers and I'll be there.
I am your pet, your little pawn. Defy you? I wouldn't dare!

I'll do anything to show you that it's your love that I crave.
I only want you to love me again, that's why my heart is enslaved.



© Copyright 2006 Psycho SLAM (FictionPress ID:475132).


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