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A SLAVE IN A MASTER ( 121 Views)
written by : tutu
No man knows what it feels like
No man feels how it felt like, for
No man feels the shit better.
Incarcerated in own prison cell,
Serving a time of eternity – Where
Freedom is illusory as faith.
Feelings over mind I play this Motherfucker – Where no one wins and I only loose,
A game bound by no rules, where getting caught is the rush.
I lead a beast in me,
A master body is lead by a slave intellect.
These diabolical deeds will some day surface as the submarine does,
These skeletons, these cupboards will some day screws detach.
All shit is reminiscent of a conqueror in me,
Resembling an innate force stashed in me.
A slovenly character and sadistic to someone -
Lately friendships feature insufficient pleasures,
Sexism I pledge all manoeuvres in quest for pleasure - As
Hedonism provide unholy pleasures to others,
A slave overtook to takeover the master in me.
Contentment is to a flight of the deceased,
Taking advantage in passing – Where
Feelings overthrow mind-power.
I lead a masochistic Motherfucker like a phantom,
Caring no less about anything else, 'xcept insinuations of sensuality -
Now wondering will be an eternal journey to redeem,
Redemption of an influential slave into a humane master.
Long lost ladies in mind are located, and
Recollected, but only between the sheets.
A battle between the son of good and bad ensued,
A long lost war it seems dominated by him on the left-hand actually.
Mitigate whatever comprehendible facets,
Since impressions from afar seem holy – But
Purely unholy to a master mistaken for a slave.
Memories are flooded by afflictions,
Affections are only with the committed.
No Motherfucker is to blame for this perversion,
All was self-transformation to deception.
Feeling profound preceded prudence,
Now I live a life of a self-menace
I live never to leave a slave in a master.
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