Letdown

by Joanna

I wanted to be his queen

And he molded me

Into his little slut

I liked it

At first

But the constant drain 

On my energy 

Startled me awake

I wanted to be the queen of his jungle

And he just wanted me to be

A good little obediant prize

Ripe for the picking

And squishing

Shoved into a mold

Baked for too long

Coming out burnt

And hard around the edges

I only wanted to love him

Not be destroyed in the process

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