Own Me

Remove from me all that I am

My voice is yours,
tell me what to say

My skin is yours to rend;
make of it what you will

Do not let me stray,
tie me into the shape you desire

My blood is yours to spill
crown me with your pain

Let your fingers trace over your prize
Each bruise you leave is a brand,
mark me again and again
until there is no doubt to your ownership.

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