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Twisted up inside my head Your words they take control You profess to love unconditionally Yet judgement fills your soul I try to keep it real But you just can't seem to hear Deflecting truthful imperfections Like a Master Puppeteer You came to me a teacher So much wisdom I did gain About Being and of gratitude And a touch that caused me pain You project that of a free spirit Yet control's within your grip Manipulation your choice of mind-fuck Something YOU would never admit The darkness lives within you So much deeper than most can see Blinded by the gifts you bear They sell their souls for free I'll admit it took some time To let go and set me free The wolf that lives inside of you Won't devour what's left of me
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
The Wolf
Twisted up inside my head Your words they take control You profess to love unconditionally Yet judgement fills your soul I try to keep it real But you just can't seem to hear Deflecting truthful imperfections Like a Master Puppeteer You came to me a teacher So much wisdom I did gain About Being and of gratitude And a touch that caused me pain You project that of a free spirit Yet control's within your grip Manipulation your choice of mind-fuck Something YOU would never admit The darkness lives within you So much deeper than most can see Blinded by the gifts you bear They sell their souls for free I'll admit it took some time To let go and set me free The wolf that lives inside of you Won't devour what's left of me
8-6-15
MelissaRose
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
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