how long do i have to be bound here, twisting & writhing in agonizing pain, with chains snaking along my weak porcelain limbs, so greatly they could break me at any instance? how much turmoil & despair my sullen heart has to go through to prove its loyalty to you. are you not satisfied enough with the sacrifices & losses ive donned onto my soul to show its tenacity for your pleasure. tasting the saltiness of crimson drip from my lips as i scream in sorrow of this teasing game.