I sit shimmering for all to see
when spoken to I serve him
his temper is superior than me
To deni any word is torture
sharp, anguishing pain of flesh at full bore
I am sorry I 'll fix everything for sure
Talking to another is out of the question
friends say leave and be content
being followed, I am chained agian in humiliation
His hands move everywhere I go
watching every gesture and motion he makes
freedom is a hard price, 6 feet or lower
No more, I'm sorry
please forgive me I can't take anymore
I'll do as you ask, no more furry
Your fist
those whips
stop this!
Years of fear and torturous pain
a dark place I must hide
help me feel no rain
PLEASE STOP THE RAIN!
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