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Cry Uncle
God I’m so over you strung along from pillar to post elevated pinnacle highs with summit swirls of illusion perpetrated to bring me down cowering in submission to prove what point your superiority?
You, all powerful in this relationship yet the strength of your authority depends upon my submissive acquiescence, otherwise, what have you actually gained?
Your humble presentation masks a wrath of purpose Except that it is your perpetuation, not mine Should I fade into oblivion who is disappointed You or me? You I fear. For you shall go on recognizing and understanding loss while I will have become but a distant memory passed to nothingness, to all except you
then will you cry for me? Unconditionally?
© 2008 by Branch Isole |
