Blue Flower

Your Slave?Your slave, am I? Your property? The one whom you control?Your Slave?
Not any longer! For of these binding chains I break free No londer to be for your amusment
To serve you, I no longer live for To be your bedmate, I no longer care for And to right your wrongs, I no longer breath for
I am free!
I shall cease to take your abuse To do as you bid And to be yours to take at will
I am my own being I am my own self I am my own.
And no longer shall you write my story for me But I now hold the pen myself
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Break freeA footstep echo where there shouldn't be A rustle of cloth behind me A change of air A sense of presence Is all the warning givenBreak free
A hand gripping my wrist Another upon my mouth
Fright binds me Fright keeps me
Can't think Can't move No reaction No solution
A rumbling laugh A mocking sneer
Fright binds me Fright keeps me
Burning hands cross my flesh Brutal fingers explore my being
Pushing air from my lungs Wall behind-evil ahead Can't breath Can't think Can't m


Too late.You're just a man You're just a figure Nothing more than another part of the clanToo late.
You tried to get my attention You tried to reach out to me But I would never listen
Always keeping out of our way Always in the gaurage But did I notice? Nay
Not until that fateful day Not until my birthday Not until your deathday Did I notice you
But it's too late now So as I shed my tears of sorrow upon my pillow To your memory I shall bow
For you were there Even though I didn't take notice Even though I was


Abuse and SuicideThe smell of alcohol is strong I cringe knowing what was to come Hands raised against me Knowing the pain that followed in their wake When the hands came down One of the cursed hands bore me to the groundAbuse and Suicide
Raising my hands in defense Yet the relentless fists and feet beat me Like multiple hammers coming down upon one anvil Curling into a ball I try to hide The heavy blows came down like pelting rain Tears streak down my face making trails Welts and bruises raised on my tender flesh The red and black marks making badges of shame Showing to all my weakness


The MessengerRide forth now, my messenger man, Deliver word to enemy's hand Bold you be, and brave you are, Ride now young one fast and farThe Messenger
Ride through fierce streams pouring down, Ride through noon sun's glaring frown Ride under the midnight moon, Fly forth now and be back soon
Crawl through thickets' painful prick, Wind through hill trails' muddy slick Rest not, go on my bold one, Cease not riding till you're done
Come forth now to enemy's men, Deliver message as was planned Tell them exactly what you must, Surrounded now, in faith you trust &
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Look, your "God" can love you all He likes, but I don't fucking like you! Welcome to my badside, we have pinball.
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God may love you, but everyone else thinks you're an ass!
It was also the hardest of all the FF's.
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God may love you, but everyone else thinks you're an ass!
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Look, your "God" can love you all He likes, but I don't fucking like you! Welcome to my badside, we have pinball.
Turton says, "Keep writing! You may just be famous one day!(I`m not kidding.)
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"Adventure!"
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♥ kasoantastisk ♥
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