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Dry
Too many feelings drawing out from deep within me,
Calling to the surface,
Sucking out my soul,
Cursed with a sweet spiders venom,
A web which curls this heart around and around,
Tying it tight to this body,
Never to let go.
You keep on reeling these emotions out,
They don't want to break free,
Sever this cocoon I've spun,
The silk falling like a gown to the floor,
Playing with this china doll,
Though daring not to break it,
I wait for the day your hands slip,
And I break.
I can feel myself being sucked dry,
Nothing left for me here,
Just another worthless toy,
No longer capable of feeling my own,
I only feel what you want me to.
