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Wiping off your mess

Off of my face

On top of torture

I am played

I beg for it to stop

Hungry for praise

You even do it now

Where is your life I wonder

Intwined with mines

I choke

You use me

Exhaust me

replenish yourself

I'm in constant collaboration 

You've surrendered your life

A wonder I'm on the other side

Who

knew

a cry

for help

I wanted acceptance 

And you gained your praise

waiting for

your next word