cancel admittance of love for me
and placate me with humiliating pity.
chant woes of regret on losing her;
your Oracle,
your Queen of Wands.
look at me with resentment;
scathe me with your eyes;
rape me with your orchestra.
I stay and wait and stroking pain
this love for you I might never lose
i think...
of a future
it must include you;
you're my savior and my punisher
you are my closest friend.
©flailing
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