Your Puppet
Mock me, rape me, sedate me again
I'm your puppet to the very end
Sit by your side while you condescend
Grasping the pain as we play pretend
Taking the role of your best friend
Constantly pondering what you intend
Giving my all to comprehend
Yearning for you to transcend
The rules you set will start to bend
And just before love can descend
Your heart retracts, you contend
But, I'm your puppet to the very end
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