I see in your reflection
Those eyes that once were mine
Stare back at me in confusion
Like blood in a glass of wine
How I'd like to love you
The only way I know how
And that's to split you through the center
Who's the Master now?
Copyright (c) by M.R. Haden 1997
Reason for writing:
Taking something that doesn't belong to you. Assuming control where you have none, and weilding it effectively over others. Turning the tables on those most often in control.
Birth sign: Not entered
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