Alter Ego Poem by Ruby James
Alter Ego
She can't control his rage,
when she come's out to play.
Her body just becomes his stage,
as he performs his pain.
All I want is to go home,
but he's left me here alone.
My sixth sense sees the end,
as I start to lose consciousness.
She's my porcelain Queen.
She lives in a world of evil things.
Bound up and crying,
I can here myself dying.
He says, 'Would you like to touch me.'
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