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I've Been Wrung

Lick your fingers
Every last bit
Bend over
Take the hardest hit
Now, burn
And let me watch
Crumble
On the spot
Twist yourself in knots
I want the final drop
Then,
Become dust
Collapse and shed
Until the last sparkle
Of my Queens head
Is spent
Until the last glimmer
Of her glitter
Has bled
You belong to me
I own your soul
That is how
You line
Every pocket
With gold

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abuse   dynamic   exchange   Money   nothing   patriarchy   pay   power   reduce   relationship   ruin   sex   use   wrung

◄ Who is the bully?

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Alex Kat Para

Mon 21st Sep 2020 15:16

Yes, Graham. They explore the same kind of theme. Thanks for reading

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Graham Sherwood

Sun 20th Sep 2020 06:58

Does this share a relevance with ‘who is the bully’? It feels like a conversation.

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