December 14, 2002

Don't

you would ask me to:
turn my head.
cover my eyes.
to hide my face?
for what!
so you could do what it is that you need to do
why must you look at me?do you understand
nothing. do the reflections in my eyes not lead you
to believe...that you don't need me.
that it is that you use me,
and you know what it is that you do...
weak and brittle, you still did it
again&broken-gain.
tired, full of yourself you begged.
so, i began to let you in
to cause me your pain
i have come to know what it is that i am
your:
play thing
your "shhh quiet they'll hear you" friend
your Past-time, no more time
"you'll get it in the end" if i don't watch it?
watch what...
me grew to love you
or to hate you
it doesn't matter anymore.
because now i am nothing,
but maybe...
your whore

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