She screams and begs for attention, fiending for ascension
It's hard to accept it, what was made from extraction
She trembles in my resemblance, I embody her desires, both been through the wire
I bend but don't break, she wants all of me when she's tired
Worried I'll leave
What has she done for herself that I wasn't needed for, thief, freak, Wolf playing sheep
I know all of you, you're always mine, when the reason you're weak is because I'm on your mind
Do you see me, do you read me, am I on repeat?
Slow me down and feel what you remember and don't pretend that you're not a pretender
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Author:
DREEK0 (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Here is the puzzle in this poem to identify the narrator. Memory, desire, or another. A fun and lovely write
Interesting, thankyou
Great write
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