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neva_black_n_white

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a bare room

simply nothing there

with a lack of emotion

i stand and stare

 

i dont believe im meant to think

only im not allowed to speak

all your intentions -

are to make me feel weak

 

but i hold up my posture

be it without a smile

i wont fall down

not for a long while

 

i stand here and wait

for your return.

a punishment ill get

but i shall learn

 

the door opens

you swing it back hard

i close my eyes for a moment -

wonder whats on the cards

 

you whipser in my ear

"what a good girl ive been"

"stoud up for your master"

"take it your keen!"

 

my lips tremble

but i refuse to cry

he tears down my top

the pain - of wishing to die

 

...................................................i still need to finish this, sorry ...

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