i'm attached to all your strings
you pulled me along
made me one of your things
my hands are tied
my ferocity died
my screams faded into the back
i can't handle you when you're on the attack
you give me nothing
but expect everything
you take what i can't afford to give
you scheme when i can't bear to live
i'm caught up in your whim
doing your best to keep me from him
you tried to make me one of your things
but i'm cutting all of our strings
- Author: Miss Begotten (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 20th, 2022 21:50
- Category: Sad
- Views: 22
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Comments1
really well written!
thanks for sharing
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