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He who walks with wolves braves the unknown.

Words drip from your mouth
so elegantly they fall to their pitiful cry,
and I breathe them in one by one
I’m used to attain satisfaction,
to fulfill a desire of manipulation,
while you feed off of me
because inside I’m a helpful person.

This manipulative game has come to an abrupt end.

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

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