over you
smaller than me now
younger than me always.
I gave you life
and I'll pull your strings
ha!
The truth is, my darling,
you hold me
Even when I yell at you, and you cower in a corner
shrinking from my twisting face
and barbed words,
grotesque,
you hold me.
You will me to do better. be better.
You are not one I gave life to
but one for whom I was a portal
for you to take your place in this world
You are not an 18-year old project
but a life inextricably linked to mine,
from past births to the next
you hold me.
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