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Boundaries

(or Ode to Narcissists)​

 

I may be small

I may be meek

But my boundaries

I shall keep

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You can push

All you like

To my boundaries 

I will hold tight

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You can yell

and you can shout

Jump up and down

and flail about

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You can even

Pretend to cry

False tears are tricks

and I know why

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Toxic people

need control

and they feed 

on human soul

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They have no heart

On ours they feast

Insatiable

Is this beast

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Hurting others

Is their game

Cruel puppeteers

Delight in pain