Master Manipulator, Manipulated
You say what you want to,
Take what you want to,
Pull affection in ,
And break it when you want to.
A master of masks
In each disguise you bask
The hot breath collects
Beneath smooth plastic
And sweet words wind
and fall like a hymn
From lips so caustic.
You bend and twist
those around you,
Those who've found you.
You mold every interaction
Exactly how you wish
Until it resembles a reality
That feeds your satisfaction
But if I press where it's bruised,
If I twist where you turn,
Using words like mace,
Pushing you to lose,
throwing fuel on the flames where it already burns,
Through the light of heated fire...
I can see into your naked face
No bullshit crafted from fine plastic
Just a rich and pungent fury
That belies your nature, so drastic
That to watch you for too long is purely tragic
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