Puppet – a poem about……

Unlike you I’m still in pain Because you’re so real.

I called to God Asked if he’d cleanse you From my filthy mind.

Yet he declined Then ordered to me To kneel in shame.

I cut myself Letting the blood fall In your memory.

In my darkest mind You retain control of me I am your puppet.

Not your favourite toy Just one to abuse Whenever you desire.

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