Control

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Bow to me, I am your queen,
I hold your life in my hand,
even your dignity.

I can say whatever I choose,
I can make you win or lose.

I don't care how much you hate me,
or even if you cry, all I want is the power,
everything you hold inside.

I can make you beg and plead,
I have leverage, you can't escape me.

I choose when to let go,
you have no opinion, no say so.

I am your master, you are my slave,
grovel, you knave.

With a simple twist of words,
You're caught in my trap,
I love to see you hurt.

Manipulation is my greatest tool,
If you think to resist, you are but a fool.

You are mine now and forever more,
Only I can control when you walk out my door.

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