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𝗜𝗜𝗜. 𝔄𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔊𝔬𝔡

𝔄 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪: ℑ'𝔪 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔐𝔞𝔫, 𝔐𝔦𝔱𝔰𝔨𝔦

You're a God,
and I'm an angel.
Or you're a dog
and I'm the man.

You worship me like a god
and I'll demolish you like I am.
I'm sorry I'm the one you love.
and I'm sorry you treat me
like I'm from up above.

I'll kiss you goodnight
and I dull a bit inside.
You fall asleep,
your skin the moonlight.

You believe me like a god
and I'll destroy you like a man.
You bite me like a dog
and I curse you like a god.

I'm bruised
and left on the porch
I finally see you in the reflection
and my paws ache to hold yours.

I pry at the door,
whining like the wounded dog I am.
I salivate for the sweet, sweet
nourishment of your hands
only to wound up running to the woods, for a new owner,
a new man.