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Control

January 20, 2012
By SP13NDiF3R0USM310Di3S SILVER, West Palm Beach, Florida
SP13NDiF3R0USM310Di3S SILVER, West Palm Beach, Florida
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Boa Constrictor what's going on?
Where are my lungs?
My heart?
My arms?

I can't fight back,
You intimidate.
Boa Constrictor, you already own me,
Determine my fate.

I obey.
For I fear the isolation.
Closing your claustrophobic grip,
This is your occupation.

I'm weak you know,
Push me around.
I totally lose it,
Face to the ground.

Let me have it,
Scream some more.
Of course it's your fault,
The blood on the floor.

I'm letting you do it,
Suffocate my life.
Slowly, painfully,
You're not worth my strife.


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