Karyn Indursky


Stupid girl.
He's mine.
You know?
He always was
such a sweet, dear,
ignorant boy
begging at my feet
like a real hound dog.
He's all loyal and true
with the rims of gold
and eyes so blue,
but who do you think you are
pulling into kinetic energy
and taking him from me?
He's mine.
You know?
Back off or I'll kill you
with my deadly

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a persona where I'm writing as though I'm someone else. I've never been obsessive and won't ever be. Enjoy.

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