Spare tyre

Im gone 

Again Your Framed wall guards me 

Warns me as you shoot control 

Typical 

Political notes played me wrong 

Enchanting switches 

Flick me 

A show applauded 

Your rewarded 

A dog desigused 

Trying to train a goddess 

With Empty promise

Mental seduction i honest ly 

See

And flee from this honey trap 

Good girl on my lap

Old fashioned decree 

Honnoring codes of masculinity 

Needing training slaying 

Free the bird of heart beats 

Teased In lines to hook

The book that bores

Backward glanced 

Gaze 

I reject this way

Not an object to play

Spare tyres

I retire

From this, 

Flickered fire on a string.

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