Immaterial Strings

Fri, 08/23/2013 - 16:38 -- zeezkob



His orders I cannot defy

His existence I cannot not deny

His presence alone

I’m permitted to call home

And no matter the command

No matter the demand

For him, I will stand

For I am Bound

*By these Immaterial Strings*

That I am Bound

I dance and I play

With a fake smile on my porcelain face

My limbs move as he desires

And when night comes, he tires

I am left alone and without surveillance until day

But with nowhere to run away

I must stay




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