Step Father

by *~~SEXC ME~~*   Mar 21, 2006


I'm Trapped behond these doors,
I can't take this anymore,
Please no more chores.
My hands they badly ache,
Your love for me seems so fake,
I want to run but that wouldnt be any fun.
Please stop ordering me around,
Soon dead i shall be found.

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