Leaves of bondage

Sat, 10/26/2013 - 20:45 -- Xenon

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Steel ropes attached  to my limbs

And twisted all ‘round me

forced stagnant

and Incommunicado by your hand

Nothing but a captive

But when I’m shown to others you stage a ploy

Gored by blades to make me stir

and waltz your foxtrot

Lashed to make me wail

The melody you so love to hear

But all is disguised

My wail is but sweet music

The bruises are not but freckles

Your foxtrot I perform so well

The lacerations are merely shaving slits

And your ropes that tie me up like shrimp

Others just see as a pile of leaves that I play in

Because as your child being your slave is just my ‘natural’ position 

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