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Deed Done

I busted down the door.

I took your food.

I burned the mattress.

I played the fool.

I ruin life.

I stained your clothes.

I spilled your finest wine.

I stole your soul.

You didn't have a clue when the deed was done.

You thought I was a common whore.

So I'll take what I can get because I'am the queen and you shall bow down to me.
Written by wearefools350 (Gun Powder)
Published | Edited 18th Apr 2013
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