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My Hell
Laying alone on a cold filthy floor
It won't be long until a man walk's through the door
He will climb on top of me and turn me into his personal whore
Sucking and fucking until I'm bruised and sore
A light shines in this darkness as my owner walks inside
He looks at me with disgust then walks to my side
I'm laying here completely naked there's nothing I can hide
Escape from him I cannot plenty of times I've tried
He throws me a soapy rag and tells me to begin
I do what he tells me for this is the predicament that I'm in
After I'm finished he returns to where he's previously been
I just lay here crying inwardly dying I know it won't be long before it starts again
The minutes from the hours and days from the nights I no longer can tell
I am a prisoner and these walls that enclose me are my cell
Used and abused my body he sell
For I am a sex slave and this is my personal hell
It won't be long until a man walk's through the door
He will climb on top of me and turn me into his personal whore
Sucking and fucking until I'm bruised and sore
A light shines in this darkness as my owner walks inside
He looks at me with disgust then walks to my side
I'm laying here completely naked there's nothing I can hide
Escape from him I cannot plenty of times I've tried
He throws me a soapy rag and tells me to begin
I do what he tells me for this is the predicament that I'm in
After I'm finished he returns to where he's previously been
I just lay here crying inwardly dying I know it won't be long before it starts again
The minutes from the hours and days from the nights I no longer can tell
I am a prisoner and these walls that enclose me are my cell
Used and abused my body he sell
For I am a sex slave and this is my personal hell
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