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I sat behind the bars made out of iron A small room with no ventilation They covered my vision So I will be blind for a reason I’m stuck in a jail with one cell At the bottom of her heart Where it simulates hell And they will cut me apart I was brainwashed by the leader And forced me to love her She used her beauty and body To hypnotize me So I serve her while I’m hungry and thirsty I am the Prisoner Of Her Love A place where no light glows The place I will be stuck there forever The place for my funeral Stuck in that one special room The place where I live until doom
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Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 9:15 PM UTC
Prisoner Of Her Love
I sat behind the bars made out of iron A small room with no ventilation They covered my vision So I will be blind for a reason I’m stuck in a jail with one cell At the bottom of her heart Where it simulates hell And they will cut me apart I was brainwashed by the leader And forced me to love her She used her beauty and body To hypnotize me So I serve her while I’m hungry and thirsty I am the Prisoner Of Her Love A place where no light glows The place I will be stuck there forever The place for my funeral Stuck in that one special room The place where I live until doom
And I’m happy to serve her no matter what
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22/M/Jakarta
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 9:15 PM UTC
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