YOU HAVE PULLED ME THROUGH THE HAIR,
TIED MY TONGUE WITH YOUR FEEBLE THOUGHTS,
HAVE HAULED THE RUG BENEATH ME,
AND MARKED 'MY' BODY - MORE YOURS,
MY SAY WAS A VIOLATION TO YOUR SOCIETY'S FAME,
BUT NOW I HAVE TO SAY.
NOT ME, BUT IT'S YOU.
CAUSE OF THIS WEAK WICKED WORLD'S STATE.
YOU NOW DARE NOT STOP ME,
PULL ME BACK
OR
MAKE ME FALL
FOR IT WILL ONLY SHAKE YOUR GROUND.
DARE NOT SHUT ME DOWN ,
FOR IT WILL NOW RAISE SWORDS..
DON'T LET MY SKIN PERCEIVE
HOW EVIL YOUR TOUCH CAN BE,.
CAUSE THE DEVIL IS NOW ME.
I , NOW HAVE ME.
SO, DON'T YOU DARE,
BELITTLE ME.
- ANUSHKA
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