Come and Read!
I am so glad
That I no longer belong
To ur tangled
Entrapment
I have the strength
To stand up and
If i must crawl out
Of ur weaved web
My heart will
No longer
Be a trophy
Or a prize
On ur shelf
Of demented control
A mirage u created
Of a beautiful man
Who never existed
U were only a
Fragment of imagination
To a harem of women
Who believed ur
Tainted words
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The Reluctant Poet 