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Mar 2013
I hate the sound of your voice.
Telling me what to do,
where to go, who to see.

So early in the the morning.
I have to summon all of my strength
To obey your word.

So shrill and rude.
Never saying please, not once
I always listen, always care.

Take heed, someday I won't listen
Someday your lamentation will be heard down the hall
And I will sit alone
Not giving a ****.

Cause you never thought to ask kindly
And I never defied your will.
FrannyFoo
Written by
FrannyFoo  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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