Muse: I'm My Own Muse
A Selfish Sadomasochist,
A Sunflower,
A Human,
Unsatisfied by the days I have left behind,
I try and reach for I clear path yet my roots keep pulling me down,
Negative roots,
I often put my hand over my ears and tell everyone in the room to shut the fuck up so I can focus enough to clear this unscented path,
Every now and then I sprinkle a little more and more sunflower seeds around my body in a circle,
It hurts when I come back up because my knees are purple,
Branded in my knees spelled out life,
A kinky one,
A wet one,
A fight,
A fight for who is more human than human,
A fight with the woman holding a paddle,
I gather blankets of my flaws and wear them on the street for people to point their fingers and stare,
Your doing that human thing all wrong,
Everyone is carved to perfection,
There are no more weeds,
No more rain,
Nowhere for my sunflowers to bloom they coil down and die off one by one,
What I didn't seem to notice the Gods where picking them off and taking them for their own,
I was the sunflower provider for them because no matter how much it would not rain often, no matter what came across my garden,
I'd still get up and keep seeding this mud pit,
Courage,
Faith,
Determination,
And Sunflower seeds and a beating in between each season will keep me awake to one day see them bloom,
Until then it's yes master,
Another blast for her,
There's ten more Doms waiting for her after i'm done with her,
Picking off humans like sunflowers,
They all fall for the eyes with her,
Venus shines through in the Libras house of moons,
I am not afraid of you,
The next paddle battle is held in a arena that looked a lot like my garden,
These are the stomping grounds of sunflowers and dominatrix,
You can be at peace and still like to spank shit,
Sit back and i'll show you...
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