Category : Poems

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She plays with him like hes a sheep, 
It lies in her name like little bow peep.
She starts at ten and goes down to one,
She opens her door but this house is no fun, 

One ran, one died and one left to hide,
A true puppet master hidden in a disguise.
She controls him like hes Pinocchio on strings,
She will Pull them tight until he gives in..

Her wants her needs and nobody matters,
Shes made her bed her lifes a disaster..
He defends her at every wrong angle,
He cowards down. and left in a tangle,

He allows her to disrespect his own mother,
To me he dont sound like a man nor lover,
He turned his back on his family and brother,
He doesnt deserve to be called a father, 

But Hes stuck, 
he says that he loves her. 
To me though
it sounds more like why bother.