The Beast

by Rebecca   May 8, 2008


These chains that hold me
Keeping me down
Am I no longer a person?
Am I no longer your daughter?
You look at me with disgust
With pure hate
Stab me, kill the beast
You made it, so kill it
That is what I am
A thing that shouldn't be breathing
So shoot me kill me
See my blood trickle down the wound
That wound that you gave me
And I'll sleep now and forever
Until I am born again
And you will suffer once more
Until you kill me
Your daughter
That thing, YOUR thing

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