Sunday, March 28, 2010

Just a toy

It was amusing
For awhile

Being wanted
By the master

I fell
For the tricks,
For the ploys

That made me
Crave
Your attention
Yearn
For your kiss

Like a girl
With a crush
I giggled
At your name

I soon realized
Abundance
means nothing
without substance

Now

I want
To smack
The smile
Off
Your face

Show you
What its like
To be ignored

You
Are just
A little toy
That I've
Thrown
away

A master
Whose fallen
From his thrown.

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