You trained me well.
Broken like the wild animal I was.
You trained me to love you
to make you happy on your terms.
Yes master
anything for master.
But master’s gone
no where to be found.
What do I do now?
How do I know how to feel without the perfect formula to create a balance.
Master is gone
No where to be found
and Daisy is left
No where to go.
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