A Fine Void Author, Ivy Ford DeShied

I am prettiest

When I am fierce
and fully composed

By mere overture
and faulty design
No novice to this game
I make the rules
As I go
1 – 2 – 3
Follow my finger
As I trace a path
Between here
and sweet oblivion

I put a spell on you
Long ago
Your will was no match
Your heart –
Never your own
And your soul

Oh – my most precious thing –

A puppet on a string

©ifd 2012. Unauthorized duplication of this material without express and written permission from author is strictly prohibited.



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