Worship Me

by Melissa Curtis   Jan 30, 2007


Get down on your knees
what are you doing on your feet?
You âre nothing but a worthless plaything
I âm your god, so worship me.

Lay down and surrender yourself.

Don't even dare to breathe
Stare in wonder at my perfection
I âm your god, so worship me.

Don'tt even try to resist this control
you âll never be free
I own you and you know it
I âm your god, so worship me.

Feel my evil holiness within you
making your insides bleed
I âll punish you if I want to
I âm your god, so worship me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Black night

    Nice poem, slytly...umm... controlling ,though. still, liked it

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