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The father of my blood, my creator, He owns me, he claims me. My screams won't be heard, so I lay silent, My teeth clenched tight, My eyes crying blood, My mouth tasting bile.
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 10:34 AM UTC
Daddy
The father of my blood, my creator, He owns me, he claims me. My screams won't be heard, so I lay silent, My teeth clenched tight, My eyes crying blood, My mouth tasting bile.
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broken_glass_words
14/F/Kentucky
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 10:34 AM UTC
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