Grief

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as we were sitting there somewhere
i couldn't help but notice
your cockiness and how you stand up straight
and tall
like you owned the place,
but who am i to judge?
i'd rather be your servent
because
you're successful and established, master.
can i kiss your feet?
can you slap me?
anything to be acknowledged by you,
but only by you
and only for you, because
i'd rather be at your side than be in your way.
that's just how it is with us minions, sir;
we tend to fear those who we think
to be greater than us
you may say that you hate is, but the truth is:
everyone likes to be feared, you see.

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