By xineohp   

it is not where your mind first goes
but the opposite
you don't make me want to force the blade
it reminds me with fear
that i don't belong to myself
and it is not my decision
for i am yours and yours only
do with me what you will
i am tethered
when the knife strikes you
it is nothing compared to my pain
and with your control
over the strings of my puppet
you have saved me
almost as much as you have destroyed me.

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