Your's, Master
People look at me like I am insane.
Do they not understand the pain?
I love it when you abuse me;
Use me and watch me come back obediently.
I will never allow myself to be free;
Kneeling in front of your, my Master, is the only place I wish to be.
Copyright © Kaci Jo Atteberry | Year Posted 2011
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