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ok....the idea was inspired by baby ricochet and most of the 3rd stanza is lyrics from a song you like. based on a friend of a friend i know. i hope she reads this.

 Lets get this straight

You’re in hell from this date?

You couldn't let him go?

He hated being alone?

Look how that turned out

Knee deep in bad luck

He owns you now

He couldn't even give a f**k.

 

you had the looks of a model

a body that was rocking

but you’re so naive

it was actually worth mocking

you couldn't take the fact

you made a lonely guy upset.

Now look at you

Trapped neck deep in your regret.

 

You've let him take your tongue

So you can’t speak of

What your life has become

You've let him take your spine

You’re forced to sit by the throne

And worship his worthless shrine

You’ve let him take your skin

He wears it on his face

Your Identity’s his.

You've only got your heart

but what’s the use of that

if it doesn't pump your own blood.

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I really like the way you write poetic stories/prose
with your characterstic feel, as kind of street, rhyming vigour
I got the creeps, reading about the way her psycho-over- possessive- no doubt, controlling partner 'owned her'....made me worry for her safety

[Baby Ricochet]

Well if it was inspired by me it's gotta be a great poem, right?