He watches me constantly
Every move I make
Every person I talk to
Everything I do
Sometime I wish I could just one little thing
Without him noticing it
Without comment or question
Just doing what I want
But that will never happen
Because of who I am
I am his partner, his possession
A plaything to torment.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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