Woman
Hold me......Scold me
Slowly enfold me
Wrap the strings around my heart
Now pull me up
Like a puppet
On a string
There.....I'm lost
Cannot feel a thing
We love with the heart...the soul......our head?
Can we remember
Once they are dead?
So amuse me.....abuse me
Then ever so slowly ....... lose me
Disposable life
Was once
Your wife
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