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Retrospect
You caught my attention, But it wasn’t my intention To fall in love again. This regret now moves my pen. My envious heart breaks So full of jade; There was constantly another In the bed we laid. Once again, we walk through this door, Will this be just like before? I never meant to be your whore, Yet I’m just that and nothing more. A simple suggestion, An expected response, A charitable chance, Our Judgment Day dawns. My journey begins on your playing field, Me, an innocent pawn, hopes to be healed. I wonder, as I subject myself to your twisted game, Will my retreat be a walk of shame? Trumpets flare with your grand entrance, Your arms ensnare my entire existence, Your tone is harmless, but it can’t conceal the fire, Your gaze steeps with sexual desire. When you strike, there’s both pleasure and pain, Now, my boundaries you have slain. I’m enslaved to your master rule You torment me; your love is cruel. Without warning, you take your leave, My frustration builds to tears The empathetic sky begins to grieve, This affectionate misgiving amplifies my fears. Puppeteer, I’m your tool, You’re the king and I play your fool, Your law renders me mute. You pull the strings, and I follow suit.
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